You must have tasted.
Many very strange places
It
by Literally
Reel back in horror
Taste buds, very descriptive
Could see it for real
by Not literally
My back to the wind
A journey ends without fear
Smooth snow hides my tracks
by William Nippress
The all powerful
She who controls off button
We all bow to you
by William Nippress
Null is the answer
The gentle moderation
Has kept them away
(wood meet hand)
by Janis of Anti-trollville
I pull back the skin.
There are many small, red spots.
My cock has taste buds.
by smellie joe
not so bad haiku
what has happened here lately
no trolls ~ just talent
by bashomeister
My beans are all gone.
I haven
by Mr Bean
iraqui desert -
lovely american girl.
war for peas i guess.
by austrian of at home
elegant squirrel
my cat thinks now she's one too
need a ladder now
by austrian of austria
Peas can be sweet and
grapes can be sour. Check the pulse
and give peas a chance.
by love and peas
The dog, unlike man,
has no opposable thumb,
humps your leg instead.
by The Beast Master
Receiving my Grammy
Tripped on steps, pulled a hammy
Cried in pain, "Mammy!"
by Lush
~ cardiac arrest ~
last electric bill arrives
Diagnosis? Poor
by just stopping by
american teenage girl
follow me go shopping, ey
earhquaking milkshake
by austrian of austria
it's digital rage:
hack somebody brutally
squeezing "mitessers"
by Austrian with Pickelgesicht of Austria - wake up folks
you smack my beach up
still same old brown-coloured wave
saw its genesis
by Same old austrian of timeshifted region
reflections of mine
suboptimal lightangel
like piss in my eyes
by austrian amateur poet of austria you fools
oh yeah jerk-offs too
now I can truly recall
why I stopped posting
by Felicia (back in 2007)
suck upon my balls mother fokers
suck upon my balls mother fockers
by bob marley
pale heavenly pond
sometimes full yet often not
visible above
by Felicia (for ash)
now I remember
back in 2003 and 4
signed name *Felicia*
by returning poet
see that ash still posts
he and I used to "converse"
will he remember
by Boston girl poet 2005
you are right my friend
lamb did that thing not kay dee
i'm going under
by silly austrian of Worldwide
BMW
fast kid on the Autobahn
motorcycle girl
by poet from 2005 returns
Welcome to Lethbridge
Were it is never too dam cold
But windy as fuck
by Anonymous Poet
K & D Session,
Disk 1, Lamb is the artist.
ist unvorstellbar!
by Anonymous Poet
Met a girl last night,
with the hugest boobs ever!
I think I'm in love.
by Anonymous Poet
trans fatty acid
from kruder and dorfmeister
soul seductive sound
by stupid austrian posing difficult question of you guys are great
Watery choir
Hidden from sight, but close by
Noise of the small brook
by William Nippress
Hiaku composing
I doubt mine are very good
But can cause chaos
by William Nippress
Soft, green puddles form.
A lolly melts on the street.
An unknown mouth waits.
by William Nippress
It
by Ah, but which ones are mine?
Up, Up and away
Oh Christ mate, Andy Williams!
You
by The oldies are the best
up up and away
in my beautiful balloon
and we can fly high
by ash
I find prunes help me
That and a pint of fruit juice
Who need colonic?
by Cut the Bullshit
just so much bullshit
behind so much obstruction
and so little time
by ash
Crappiness abounds
In the bleak cold of winter
Now rolling along
by Anonymous Poet
Palaeozoic.
Campbell's ordinary soup
does make Peter proud.
by Anonymous Poet
Is it a haiku,
or could it be the colonels
secret recipe?
by office jockey
Gimme some bacon,
Pig's feet, duck livers and lard.
Ahhh, aneurysm ...
by Lush
Hydrocarbon chain
Carboxylic acid group
With trans double bond
by Biogeek of UK
don't eat that they begged
but you did i tasted great
and later you died
by trans fatty acid takes revenge
maybe it's a groove
by a man from south thailand
for the corpulent
by ash
Well its either a
Hydrogenated veg oils
Obese transvestite
by You choose
trans fatty acid
any idea what this is?
let me know guys, please.
by austrian poät of austria
Guns stop the flashlights
Concrete smoothly covers death
Cold, slickly, he kills
by Anonymous Poet
Just kidding about
No worse than any other
We all fuck up some
by Anonymous Poet
