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Where are the love poems?

Started by Zorga, Oracle of Rum, July 10, 2005, 04:23:34 AM

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The Good Reverend Roger

#15
July 11, 2005, 03:46:21 AM
Quote from: Tomorrow Comes TodayRoses are red
Violets are blue
I cleaned out all of our accounts and ran off to Costa Rica with the babysitter

8)


" It's just that Depeche Mode were a bunch of optimistic loveburgers."
- TGRR, shaming himself forever, 7/8/2017

"Billy, when I say that ethics is our number one priority and safety is also our number one priority, you should take that to mean exactly what I said. Also quality. That's our number one priority as well. Don't look at me that way, you're in the corporate world now and this is how it works."
- TGRR, raising the bar at work.

East Coast Hustle

#16
July 11, 2005, 05:11:30 AM
Rabid Colostomy Hole Jammer of the Coming Apocalypse™

The Devil is in the details; God is in the nuance.


Some yahoo yelled at me, saying 'GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH', and I thought, "I'm feeling generous today.  Why not BOTH?"

Cap'n Fnord

#17
August 01, 2005, 04:39:57 AM
Roses are red;
and ripe for plucking.
You're sixteen;
and ready for highschool.



also





Love is a pain in the butt

I know she loves me
We go out for Tex-mex
and a day later
we have rough anal sex
Hopefully in the future I will be a prospector

DJRubberducky

#18
August 01, 2005, 03:28:04 PM
It is a simple task to sail the seas
When waves are gentle and the sky is clear.
When ocean winds are but a murmur'd breeze,
A child of six can take the helm and steer.
Love, too, is like a fleet of sailing ships;
The journey's pleasant when the heart's serene.
When naught but kisses come forth from the lips,
Masters of love are made of suitors green.
But when black sorrow overcasts the sky
And waves of anger on the foredeck crash,
The amateur will swiftly say goodbye,
While lovers true will tack through till they pass.
So thank you, master sailor, for your skill
When my heart seems to bend to Neptune's will.

Fucked up, huh?  Discordian can't write free verse for shit...gotta be a sonnet, or the occasional villanelle.
- DJRubberducky
Quote from: LMNODJ's post is sort of like those pills you drop into a glass of water, and they expand into a dinosaur, or something.

Black sheep are still sheep.

gnimbley

#19
August 01, 2005, 08:29:48 PM
I like it. Did you write it? Very nice.

Bella

#20
August 01, 2005, 08:39:05 PM
I like it, too.
just like in a dream
you'll open your mouth to scream
and you won't make a sound

you can't believe your eyes
you can't believe your ears
you can't believe your friends
you can't believe you're here

DJRubberducky

#21
August 02, 2005, 04:21:04 AM
Quote from: gnimbleyI like it. Did you write it? Very nice.

Aww, shucks.  Yeah, I wrote that one for the guy who's now my husband.

I have been a lot of things in my life, but emotionally even-keeled is not one of them.  Fortunately he kinda sorta likes that about me - it turns me into a challenge for him.

"So take me as I am / This may mean you'll have to be a stronger man..."
- DJRubberducky
Quote from: LMNODJ's post is sort of like those pills you drop into a glass of water, and they expand into a dinosaur, or something.

Black sheep are still sheep.
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