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Societal Kill

Poor Cupid is dead!  Shall we all cry?
God I hope not!  Let the poor slob die!
There is no room for love or romance
Only just enough time for lust's sex dance

Society's cry for instant gratification
Has led to empty self-deprivation
We no longer know who we are
We all suffocated him in a small jar

Now that he's dead what will we do?
Same thing as always, come on let's screw!


Author notes

couldn't help what came out... only slight macabre

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  • Disturbed Prodigy
    February 13, 2008

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    that explains why the Goddess of love is on the warpath, but this is a funny poem, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest


    • Sylvyrwyng gold member
      February 13, 2008
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      ain't it the truth! The Goddess is on a rampage sending all of us into a frenzy of sex needs and no emotions...


  • Tattboyspet
    February 12, 2008
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    hmmmm ... guessing here that this entry MUST BE from a male
    thank you for your entry

    • Sylvyrwyng gold member
      February 13, 2008

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      ROFLMAO... Chantell, you definitely have the gift of understatement... hehehehehehe... but in truth, I am female... hehehehehe... due to no lover, b/f, husband or anyone caring of the male species, Valentine's is just another day. there is no reason for me to celebrate. :S


  • SpiritMother
    February 12, 2008
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    Bravo, Bravo !

    I thought it was quite contempary and made me smile for Truth always speaks the loudest!


  • Mairi bheag gold member
    February 12, 2008
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    Works for me!


  • Margaret Denham gold member
    February 12, 2008

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    This is perfect. I'm the biggest, soppiest romantic you've ever seen and this year it's been almost impossible for me to write something truly beautiful about Valentine's Day so obviously it's because the poor little guy with the bow and arrow is dead. Lets all throw back a couple of drinks to farewell him and in the process we might get lucky and get laid

    Best wishes in the contest, my dear.

    Margaret


  • FleshnTears silver member
    February 12, 2008

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    very good and very true...we are becomming modern day soddom and gamorrahs or however you spell those two cities we care not for love but for lust and most will do nothing to change that. nice job and greatly written good luck in the contest

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