My Holiness is beyond repairing
Nude, I ride off with your pygmy pony
Your grasp of poetry has been scaring -
- off those that came shopping for Bologna.
Your Sonnets are odes, but your Odes are daft?
Please forgive me for being this candid
Your cogs are no match for my pumping shaft
While you stare at your prick, limp & flaccid.
Loyola Marymont private school brat?
I wanted only to clue your ass in,
but proud on your rear, you show off your hat
Assuming trite writing's never a sin.
Unholy adjectives can't save you now
From browning your lips on my uni brow.
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Written February 27th, 2004
In a list
A contest entry
- ` by Sir Ima Cucumber.
359 points, ended May 29, 2006, 6 entries
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It's in the right contest.
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For fear of being called a "pud" I shall venture forward hopefully avoiding the uni-brow.
So who was your poisoned arrow meant for? I checked my backsides for a hat...fortunately I have no brain anywhere in my body.
Very creative satire, probably far too good for this dumb contest. -
It's in diablolic meter, you pud.
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I thought sonnets were supposed to be in iambic pentameter. You don't seem to have any of that here. Maybe you could point me to one of your good poems.
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I wish I could inspire something worth reading. Maybe Martooni will write about me someday.
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yeah i'd like to see that happen
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I like this, this reminds me of all those Anonymous poems written between 1300-1900 and by the way they are written you have an idea of the original author but probably not, but, you find them humorous none-the-less.
This is quite humorous, to me at least, and since I am no good at writing Sonnet's I may just write one of these in the future.
A great piece.
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Often, nuder than most, I will do my dance of nakedness and spank myself nudely, boldly, repeatedly.
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