I hope that I shall never see,
another pitiful creature as looks like thee.
In weegie form it appears to be
why you wear it, don't ask me.
Even money can not decree,
the look of pain I see on he,
who wears the red briefs so free,
why you do it, go ask a she.
Every morning when I rise,
it brings tears to my eyes,
the thoughts of pain to those thigs,
what became of those two guy?
I think for me it would cause hives
to ever try and live such dull lives
where nothing there seems to thrive
I truely would have to call them jive.
B D
A contest entry
- Picture inspired semi-quickie, closes after 15 spots. by Griswold.
450 points, ended July 28, 2007, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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ROFLMAO, well monorhyme madness in a Wedgie red suit, very well done for the picture, best of luck...Scott
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Scott
THanks for the HM - I am slow at somethings - but not ungrateful.
Thank you very much
B D
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Jive it is!
Great take on the picture - I was dumbstruck when I seen it! Glad you could put into words what I could only feel!
My best to you in the contest!
Knock them dead!
Tang
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