A message was inscribed upon my heart
by an old Seer.
I knew not when, nor where,
just it was.
Years later,
I cut out a piece
and sent it to a sailor girl via albatross
RETURN TO SENDER!
I ate the fuckin bird,
Happy Thanksgiving!
Author notes
lunarlunacy - describe myself.... hmmmmm not fit for human consumption! ROFLMAO
A contest entry
- The perfect guy [males only] by written-in-ink.
800 points, ended October 3, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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*LOL*
rolling on the floor...hugggersss friend
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LOL!
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grins wickedly.. glad yall enjoyed!
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hahaha
HAHA
wow
very nice reference
hahahah
i liked it
made me laugh hard
hahah
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