Oh alexanderer,
you dilly danderer!
this poet curse upon you -
drown in a pile of sheep poo!
this phone has bound by enmity
you sir to be my enemy!
this feeble wire i hung upon
waiting to call the only one
has mocked my feeble trust and
peeled me open - deep into heart it thrust
i weep cold-blooded rivers
from my wound that shivers
so when i fall at last into that toilet called the afterlife
your soul'll spill around this plastic knife
I fashioned just for you - once a bit of shit named telephone, now scythe!
Author notes
Wow - that feels better out that in [ every pun intended ]
I did the colour scheme Aaaalll by myself - ain't it GRAND!!!
In a list
A contest entry
- [Shit Happens 2] Hagu Hoy 2 [with new rules] by dehydrated.
600 points, ended November 11, 2007, 4 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think (Critical Honesty Appreciated)
Comments
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AHHH the horror! thanks for the brilliant color scheme. you get no brownie points for the pain this is beyond suckie. i loved your shitty rhymes, and not to forget the breathtaking new words lol you're a genius.


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Oh... the color / the words / no redemption for the intended or the invented.


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My eyes! My eyes! lol.
Too funny~


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hehehe


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Oh dear... this truly is shitty.
A real triple coiler you've written here.
The REALLY funny part is, it's less shitty than some of the 'serious' poetry I've encountered lately.
The rhyme of emnity and enemy really makes my skin crawl though! -
lmao
you kill me

(I had to turn the neon green down
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great.
sucks. totally.


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Yuck


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pass me the bucket!! - barf... wow... fuck, that's bright
and the phone.. never mind the phone, get the background police to arrest for gross mismanagement of my eyes...
lmao
....... silly girl... funny shit this... funny


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im blind
lol

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You didn't bother reading - did you! Harumph!

*I can tell*
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Oh my,the colour is as outrageous as the anti-ode,
I could sense the need to communicate and the woe-d
It made it's points with direct-tory hits,
I am left reeling with a feeling
Of the poet paring with a plastic knife
For all the duress AGB has invented in life!
Lmao please note the readers attention to crime-rhyme and capitalization of every line
in short she too replies with sh*t
please erase from your memory
and literally think nothing,nothing of it!
Just joining in with the banality and insanity
dear poetess


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