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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.”


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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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Re: Love Poems to my Wife
« 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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Re: Love Poems to my Wife
« 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!

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Because I threw my eyeballs
At your ass again
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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.”


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Re: Love Poems to my Wife
« Reply #21 on: October 19, 2012, 09:06:03 pm »
:lulz: These are awesome in their horribleness.

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Re: Love Poems to my Wife
« 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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Re: Love Poems to my Wife
« 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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Re: Love Poems to my Wife
« Reply #25 on: October 19, 2012, 10:23:52 pm »
Tears.  I swear, there are tears in my eyes. 
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Re: Love Poems to my Wife
« 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.”


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Re: Love Poems to my Wife
« 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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Re: Love Poems to my Wife
« 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.”