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The Right Reverend Nigel

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Re: Love Poems to my Wife
« Reply #15 on: October 19, 2012, 07:56:41 pm »
Yes I know that our
Guests arrive in ten minutes
let's get nekkid now

I know your eyes are
way up there, but I wasn't
looking at your eyes

Inappropriate?
So neighbor lady says but
It's our Goddamn yard

 :lulz: Please write more of these.

In fact, I would love to see a Project Board subforum opened up for Discordian Love Poetry.
“I’m guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk,” Charles Wick said. “It was very complicated.”

“People get used to anything. The less you think about your oppression, the more your tolerance for it grows. After a while, people just think oppression is the normal state of things. But to become free, you have to be acutely aware of being a slave.”
― Assata Shaku

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Re: Love Poems to my Wife
« Reply #16 on: October 19, 2012, 07:57:30 pm »
Move over, Songs of Solomon.  :lulz:

She says I'm getting a beating over the second one in my last post.

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« Reply #17 on: October 19, 2012, 07:58:28 pm »
:lulz: Please write more of these.

In fact, I would love to see a Project Board subforum opened up for Discordian Love Poetry.

1.  No problem.  I love sending love poems to my wife via email.

2.  I'd love to see that, too.  Lemme ask the other guys.
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« Reply #18 on: October 19, 2012, 08:41:32 pm »
Sorry about the car
That will buff out, and I was
Staring at your chest

Mad howling upstairs
The kids are terrified bad
"Anniversary"

Fire engine arrives
My sweetie is really pissed
Rog in kitchen!  BAD!

Blind, I cannot see
Because I threw my eyeballs
At your ass again
"What can we do to help you stop screaming?"

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Re: Love Poems to my Wife
« Reply #19 on: October 19, 2012, 08:50:24 pm »
Ganesh in my pants
There are no barriers that strong
Hinduism excuse

So I'm middle-aged
But when she's around tell that
To "other" Roger

My brain works just fine
It's just that I'm not really
Using it right now

I have no idea
No excuse, no plea except
for PILLS HERE! PILLS HERE!
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Re: Love Poems to my Wife
« Reply #20 on: October 19, 2012, 09:04:43 pm »
 :lulz: These are awesome in their horribleness.
“I’m guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk,” Charles Wick said. “It was very complicated.”

“People get used to anything. The less you think about your oppression, the more your tolerance for it grows. After a while, people just think oppression is the normal state of things. But to become free, you have to be acutely aware of being a slave.”
― Assata Shaku

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« Reply #21 on: October 19, 2012, 09:06:03 pm »
:lulz: These are awesome in their horribleness.

I am the last Great Romantic.
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« Reply #22 on: October 19, 2012, 09:28:13 pm »
Blind, I cannot see
Because I threw my eyeballs
At your ass again

In the words of Robert Browning, I praise your "fresh strange music, the affluent language, the exquisite pathos and true new brave thought".  :lol:
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« Reply #23 on: October 19, 2012, 09:29:05 pm »
Blind, I cannot see
Because I threw my eyeballs
At your ass again

In the words of Robert Browning, I praise your "fresh strange music, the affluent language, the exquisite pathos and true new brave thought".  :lol:

I'm working on an epic right now.  Working title is "Where the fuck are my pants?  Wait.  No.  I don't care."
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« Reply #24 on: October 19, 2012, 09:31:57 pm »
Blind, I cannot see
Because I threw my eyeballs
At your ass again

In the words of Robert Browning, I praise your "fresh strange music, the affluent language, the exquisite pathos and true new brave thought".  :lol:

I'm working on an epic right now.  Working title is "Where the fuck are my pants?  Wait.  No.  I don't care."

Such beauty as we are almost afraid to accept.  :lulz:
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« Reply #25 on: October 19, 2012, 10:23:52 pm »
Tears.  I swear, there are tears in my eyes. 
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« Reply #26 on: October 19, 2012, 10:29:38 pm »
Blind, I cannot see
Because I threw my eyeballs
At your ass again

In the words of Robert Browning, I praise your "fresh strange music, the affluent language, the exquisite pathos and true new brave thought".  :lol:

I'm working on an epic right now.  Working title is "Where the fuck are my pants?  Wait.  No.  I don't care."

This sounds like a Great Work.
“I’m guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk,” Charles Wick said. “It was very complicated.”

“People get used to anything. The less you think about your oppression, the more your tolerance for it grows. After a while, people just think oppression is the normal state of things. But to become free, you have to be acutely aware of being a slave.”
― Assata Shaku

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« Reply #27 on: October 19, 2012, 10:32:05 pm »
Blind, I cannot see
Because I threw my eyeballs
At your ass again

In the words of Robert Browning, I praise your "fresh strange music, the affluent language, the exquisite pathos and true new brave thought".  :lol:

I'm working on an epic right now.  Working title is "Where the fuck are my pants?  Wait.  No.  I don't care."

This sounds like a Great Work.

What makes it particularly awesome is that I am a HORRIBLE poet.  No shit.  I'm talking the fetal-alcohol syndrome baby of James McGonnagal and Joyce Kilmer, here.  Because the static and horrible music that's going through my head while I write it exists only for me.  I'm the Erich Zahn of poetry.
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« Reply #28 on: October 20, 2012, 12:40:18 am »
This needs to go on that poetry site.

Nah.

TOO GOOD.
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« Reply #29 on: October 20, 2012, 01:54:49 am »
Blind, I cannot see
Because I threw my eyeballs
At your ass again

In the words of Robert Browning, I praise your "fresh strange music, the affluent language, the exquisite pathos and true new brave thought".  :lol:

I'm working on an epic right now.  Working title is "Where the fuck are my pants?  Wait.  No.  I don't care."

This sounds like a Great Work.

What makes it particularly awesome is that I am a HORRIBLE poet.  No shit.  I'm talking the fetal-alcohol syndrome baby of James McGonnagal and Joyce Kilmer, here.  Because the static and horrible music that's going through my head while I write it exists only for me.  I'm the Erich Zahn of poetry.

Yes, EXACTLY.
“I’m guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk,” Charles Wick said. “It was very complicated.”

“People get used to anything. The less you think about your oppression, the more your tolerance for it grows. After a while, people just think oppression is the normal state of things. But to become free, you have to be acutely aware of being a slave.”
― Assata Shaku