He's got no spine and he hasn't any balls.
It's just a matter of time before he tumbles and falls.
He's a man who can't stand the kitchen's heat.
Just a man who won't stand on his own two feet.
Reality is a lure for most men that you see.
We knock at it's door and set our soul free.
We don't run and hide behind our own walls.
We open arms wide when life's mission calls.
A backbone is a must if you want to succeed.
Balls can't be a bust if you plan to proceed.
Grow some balls if you want to be a man.
Your destiny calls, so make it your plan.
Get a spine and make your life count.
Don't decline or try to dismount.
Become a man and know who you are.
A man with a plan of shooting for stars.
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A contest entry
- All for Fun (taking ALL poems from anyone) by Erozay.
450 points, ended May 7, 2008, 35 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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good very good
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This is very unique. I like seeing poems outside the box of the usual poems you see, it makes me smile to see something unqiue and not cliche or usual. Good rhyming here though, not forced at all.
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Good one! Plainly tells the reader what you want to say.
alby
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I love this Shawn!!!!! This was so incredible!! You spoke words of wisdom my friend!!! If only more PEOPLE would grow balls we would live in such a better world! Really well done here!!!
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