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Why not add this to the writers thread?
Someone will get their panties bunched.
So who are the poets here?
"22"
she once loved me
or so she said
but that was before
she shot me in the head
it was just a 22
but it still hurt
thank God she was a bad shot
or I'd be six feet in the dirt
I let it slide
just a bad day
then she packed her bags
up and ran away
I really miss her
dried blood and all
she wasn't a killer
way too small
she has this
cute little strut
big blue eyes
tight little butt
now I'm lonely
lonely and blue
sure wish she'd come back to me
without that 22
Last edited by Avante; 07-14-2012 at 12:44 AM.
Why not add this to the writers thread?
Someone will get their panties bunched.
I do feel kind a bad about that over there. The kid didn't deserve that. I should have bailed out being the adult and all.
"Coffee"
she liked to walk
early in the morning
down by the lake
I'd make the coffee
then sit and wait
when she'd get home
we'd sit and talk
sippin' our coffee
from the fresh pot
it was a good life
cool and mellow
she made it very clear
that I was her fellow
we'd just got married
just last fall
we were going to raise a family
have it all
she was a lawyer
cute as could be
I was a teacher
taught American history
it was all good
you might say
until we got that phone call
from her mom
in Santa Fe
her dad was dying
could she come home soon
so we put her on a south bound
one was leaving at noon
that was the last I saw of her
the train took her life
now it's me walking this lake
early in the morning
thinking about my dead wife
when I get home
I pour me some coffee
sip it real slow
then reach over
turn on the stereo
Last edited by Avante; 07-14-2012 at 05:56 AM.
"Rita"
she was a real beauty
cute as could be
she loved to pull her panties down
for all the world to see
she had a fine ass
there was no doubt
long and tall
cute little pout
her name was Rita
or so she said
she lived with her pimp
he called himself Fred
Rita was nice
really sweet
she had no business
working the street
she was from Texas
down around El Paso
she never knew her mom
her dad was in the rodeo
lovely Rita
what could have been
now she just walks the streets
looking for men
The kids won't get it.
Twas the night before tomorrow
And all through the forum
Avante was posting
ing up the decorum
His ass I had hung
Again and again
He couldn’t be rescued
By his Mexican friend
But he was a got
This turd pushing troll
So the sucking continued
As did smoking the pole
The others filed in
And called him some names
“You got, you ,
You’ve got for brains”
In stride did he take it
Ne’er weary nor weak
Forum balls were slapping
On Avante ass checks
On through the night
His ass did they ride
Till morn had come
And finally he died
There once was a troll quite re ed
Named Avante, and he always started
Dumb racist threads... was sick in the head
And on him the whole forum sharted
limericks are great.
DMC had no game
he had no class
cat lacked culture
Duh!...just wouldn't pass
then here came Avante
so tall and mean
the coolest dude
DMC most ever seen
he tried to kiss up
wanna to be cool
but Avante could see
DMC was a fat fool
this made DMC mad
he had been punked
sholved aside
so he started looking for a place to hide
Avante sought him out
found the fat
on his hands and knees
hiding behind a dump truck
DMC looked up
goofy on his face
begged for mercy
what a disgrace
on the crawl home
he cried and moaned
looking like a dog
in search of a bone
now DMC stays inside
plays old movies
chip and dip
learned his lesson
about giving Avante
any lip
Last edited by Avante; 07-15-2012 at 06:54 PM.
Proof enough that neither of you recognizes prose or poetry.
Let's see, I need something to rhyme with ... dump truck. Yeah, that even makes sense.
I just kicked your dumbass. The night before..dude
Bring it !
So, good for you--you are a writer of some sort---why the little at ude?
Where did you get hurt by me?
I just kicked your dumbass. The night before..dude
It reads like a MadLib that Avante filled in with bitter insults, tbh....
You have no business here dude. Totally over your flat head. Stick to humping my leg.
sbm, you're suffering irreversible damage the more you hide behind that troll.
Trying to help you out here
Ok there it finally is...
Both of us posting at exactly 4:56.
There goes we being one and the same.
smdfh
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