enter a poem that you have made up not one that you copy and pasted, keep it on topic please.
Meat: Do or Die Some have warned if we eat meat That with the worms we shall sleep Inside us cancer will grow and stay Hurrah hurrah for CLA. For in grass fed beef there's not a few And in some dairy products too we find the anitcancer clan going where no veggie can.
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Look into my eyes, see not the pain but the love that lies, sitting here with my heart on the line, waiting for my moment to shine
anyone got anything new?
Quality Meat Products LtdI remember your glutenous, fertile IQ, Significant udders, a Fresian beef-stew. One day you gambolled, but the aces weren't high. No moo the dandy, bad luck, in a pie. (A Cherian 199something)
Two-dimensional Hedgehog Peep! Splat! Dad! Fin L
Weepy Piano By: Happyjo Photo by: HappjoRed, cushioned seatElbows resting on white and black keys;Making a satisfiying clamourHot, clear droplets trail down my faceLanding on middle C, E, F, and GMop of hair and head: RaisedClementi's Sonatina flows off my fingersSlipping in the salty puddlesAll better
always must keep about others pure intentions...what are people saying,don't put attentions...to know what are people likings,impossile...to read people quickly,how is possible...life is learning process,must take deception...at every failure,you get a new inception...get shock when you are following wrong perceptions...don't lose heart,but pure were your intentions....anyone help you in life,forget these deceptions....if get deception,then again keep pure intentions..hardships are the part of every person life...don't lose pure intention due to this deceptiono'my god,o'my god,you are hearing me...please keep always pure all my intentions
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Trouble I’ve been making some trouble lately… Yesterday I killed my grand daughters grandchildren. Yesterday I killed a polar bear. Today I ate a starving mans food. Today I wasted a poor land’s money. I know it’s wrong. I just don’t care. Just like the rest of the world…
thats what you get when you vote deomcrate <.>
In the forest beyond the treesthe murky water the buzzing bees,night is coming and shadows risebats are coming out in a giant size,the sky alight with thousands of starsand somewhere out there lie planets like mars,the crickets sing and fairy's danceand me on horseback holding a lance,I'm on a journey, on a questand until its done I'll never rest.
dam havent had a post in a while, good poem
Thank you. :-)
why'd you remove it?
Thought better of it. :)
Is it okay if I always remember it in my heart?
XD yeah sure
Okay, this could be better, but it is fresh and original:
It's another of Life's Ineluctables,
How some of us hunger for cool new constructables.
But now we're full near to breaking,
With so much here for the making,
On the website known as "Instructables."
thats a good one
Clean Snatch & JerkOh the fullness of time,It leads us to naught.We dream of the soul,But engage in rude sport.(another by a friend of mine I've lost touch with)
AHA!!!!! YOU FORGOT THE L AT THE END IVE BEEN SEARCHING ILES FOR SUCH A COMMENT AHA!!
It's happened before...
well not that ive seen before at least....
that was awsome
He wrote a lot of stuff, but these are the only ones I can fully remember...
I'm not Canadian
they like to say "eh"
Wrote this for a "Bad Poetry" Contest at a local bookstore:Here I am,And here I be.Were I elsewhere,I'd not be me.I didn't win.
Self-referential:Self-referentialI am posting a haikuon Instructables
Roses are red;
Violets are blue.
Some poems rhyme,
But this one doesn't.
I am impressed
by your finesse
in making a poem
with only two syllables.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Mess with my head
an off-the-cuff composition inspired by your last post
green is obscene
the prius is devious
and Obama can lick m butt
Death in my garden,
Oh what a surprise!
Leave here at once,
I'll have no more lies.
Death on my doorstep,
A terrible fright,
You're not welcome here,
Flee into the night!
Death in my parlour,
And who let you in?
I s'pose tis my hour,
You reaper of men.
I quite like it.
Yep. I was pondering the inevitable (and uncontrollable) nature of mortality.
I wonder where that fish did go
a fish a fish a fishy oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ah remembered - it's Monty Python first then Family Guy. Breaking your own rule there, but I guess you're allowed.L
na i dont really care if its copied i like the thoguht that people are posting
Simpsons, or Family Guy? (I can't remember)
There once was a man who's brain
was deranged from the use of cocaine.
He lured a small child
to a place dark and wild
where he bet it to death with his cane
Each night father fills me with dread
as he sits at the end of my bed
I'd not not mind if he speaks
in gibbers and squeaks
but for 7 years he's been dead
Limericks by Edward Gorey (1925-2000)The question does say enter a poem that you have made up not one that you copy and pasted - are you trying to wind him up?L