You can run SF but you cant hide
by Limey
Ships wait but snow sings.
The cats loiter for smoke turns.
Strange duets flutter.
by ZABADOOEY
Pears twist fearing truth.
Blossom strokes indifference.
A green frog splashes.
by ZABADOOEY
ACCEPT NO IMITATIONS. YOU ALL
BELONG TO ME. I'M STARTING to
be boring WHO WANTS TO JOIN.
by sexually frustrated
i'm new here. what is this all
about?
by hello kitty
cunt fuck pussy dick lick it really
good
by sexually frustrated
ACCEPT NO IMITATIONS. YOU ALL
BELONG TO ME. I'M STARTING to
be a cunt WHO WANTS TO JOIN.
by sexually frustrated
The full arrows break.
Badly starting, women sing.
Sheep offer landscapes.
by ZABADOOEY
Profiles fluster hell.
Apples work but midday sings.
Twisting breasts fear truth.
by ZABADOOEY
OH...SF THE fool
I SMELLED THE FUNK UP IN HERE..
GO BRUSH YOUR TEETH!!
HAAAA, HAAAAA!
by Anonymous Poet
Snow finds blue full spring.
Summer flusters huge arrows.
Spring clashes a hand.
by ZABADOOEY
Lakes bite a huge ship.
The cities offer slick smoke.
Fragrant water melts.
by ZABADOOEY
Tough operas wake.
Tepid short, green women set.
Leaden midnight burns.
by Anonymous Poet
Blackly, prayers slip.
Asses splash but lovers walk.
Men stop walked armies.
by Anonymous Poet
I control you. bow at my feet!
by Limey
The petals flutter.
Rain hunts returned eagerness.
The angels carouse.
by Anonymous Poet
Twisted petals fall.
Wise, broken love plunders earth.
Ice turns but rain waits.
by Anonymous Poet
Got you again stupid
by Limey
One last go
Its EMULATION is the SINCEREST form of flattery
You EXTRA BORING MORON
by Southern Belly
no, it's imitation and all of you are
morons.
by Anonymous Poet
hot and itchy box
moving, getting bit by black
widows...could be worst
by onjaysun (boxes light and no hangover)
Sorry that
by Southern Belly
Its emulation you moron
by Southern Belly
Orangutan But
A new type of diesis from deep south
See it in my jeans
by Butsgonesouth
Where did he go to
His mum must have called him in
No more play tonight
by Southern Belly
BLAH, BLAH, YAKKITY SMAKITY...
SHUT UP PUNK! THIS IS MY HOUSE,
NOT YOURS....GET OUT OF HERE!
Boring
by Southern Belly
Who are you? You bore
Who yanked your chain from on high
Get yourself a life
BORRRRRRRRRRRING!! HA, HAAA
HAAAA, HOOOOOO HEEEEEE!
I am a fuck head
by Southern Belly
Who are you? You bore
Who yanked your chain from on high
Get yourself a life
by Southern Belly
A trivial g-string
Starts off at the bottom of
the nile never killed the top
by Martha Stewart
A trivial listing
Starts off at the bottom pile
Never reached the top
by William Nippress
Chewing on a bug
Not letting its wings touch me
Not tasting this rich bugs life
by Connie Chung
Bouncing my super ball
out in the street
thinking i need sumpin to eat
or it should be discreet
maybe a beet
or when i go to bed, a sheet
please dont delete
until then we meet
so please be descrete
by Wiliam Nippress
Me and SF, bestest buddies in the
world. I will follow and worship him
as long as the world turns
by William Nippress of not mine
Chewing on a bite
Not letting it touch the sides
Not tasting this rich life
by William Nippress
Teeming with small life
I swim in the pond of life
Risking infection
by William Nippress
Throw myself off high
Dropping down fast like a stone
Knew I could fly
by William Nippress
Testing all my strength
Cautiously I spread my wings
Edge nearer the rim
by William Nippress
Trials on the Internet
A full test of endurance
The feeble minded won
by Southern Belly
31643, 31645, 31647, 31647, 31649, 31651, 31663, 31664, not mine:
by William Nippress
mox is not fine wine
doesn't get better with age
quite the opposite
by sexually frustrated
sing a hymn to god
he is not unlike ourselves
he needs a good laugh
by sexually frustrated
get your tubes tied bitch
i'm cutting off the species
one bitch at a time
by sexually frustrated
since the dawn of man
over and over again
the same dumb mistake
by sexually frustrated
thanks for having me
now you don't have to look at
your failing marriage
by sexually frustrated
there was too much love
between mommy and daddy
so i'm the run-off
by sexually frustrated (too much love my ass, you just got bored with marriage and needed me to entertain you bastards)
why do you want kids?
because you find no meaning
within your own life
by sexually frustrated (cruel, isn't birthing children to quell your own inner void and loneliness)
i cherish my flaws
no social homogeny
not now, not ever
by sexually frustrated
my approaching death
will it truly be the end
one can only hope
by sexually frustrated
