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In this section you get to see all of our poetry and some poetry by other pplz! Yay for you!
Don't
by Chrissy
Don't stick marbles up your nose,
Don't stick marbles in your toes,
Don't let the bodies hit the floor,
Please don't do this I implore,
And
it's gotta be my way,
Yes my way, or the highway
Watery Eye
by Chrissy
I think I have a watery eye,
It's slishy and burns just like melted dye,
How did it happen?
I do not know,
But rubbing seems to make it grow
Oh no! White has turned to Red!
Maybe this all started when I got out of bed,
Or perhaps rubbing my face,
Into my cat's fur,
Was not the best choice,
That could have occurred,
Oh but what am I saying?
This happens all the time!
I think I just wanted an excuse,
To make up a ryhme,
So here you go,
My story as told,
My eyes are watering like crazy,
And I've found I'm not too bold,
So enough of this poem,
I'm tired and through,
If you don't stop reading this,
Your eyes will get watery too!
Poetry of the MIND of the SOUL of the E-MAIL
by Scott
Stop
What's all wrong
I spelled it incorrectly-"Mr. Dong"
Yo' Website
Isn't visited much
Its content is random
Well, I view it as such.
I drink bottled water
With a blue cap
If you add another page to your site,
I'm gonna snap.
Goin crazy
Not so lazy
Updates maybe
Orange webpage lady
yeah.
Girl Poem
A poem for us...
I shave my legs,
I sit down to pee.
And I can justify
any shopping spree.
Don't go to a barber,
but a beauty salon.
I can get a massage
without a hard-on.
I can balance the checkbook,
I can pump my own gas.
Can talk to my friends,
about the size of my ass.
My beauty's a masterpiece,
and yes, it takes long.
At least I can admit,
to others when I'm wrong.
I don't drive in circles,
at any cost.
And I don't have a problem,
admitting I'm lost.
I never forget,
an important date.
You just gotta deal with it,
I'm usually late.
I don't watch movies,
with lots of gore.
Don't need instant replay,
to remember the score.
I won't lose my hair,
I don't get jock itch.
And just cause I'm assertive,
Don't call me a bitch.
Don't say to your friends,
Oh yeah, I can get her.
In your dreams, my dear,
I can do better!
Flowers are okay,
But jewelry's best.
Look at me you idiot...
Not at my chest????
I don't have a problem,
With expressing my feelings.
I know when you're lying,
You look at the ceiling.
DON'T call me a GIRL,
a BABE or a CHICK.
I am a WOMAN.
Get it, you DICK!?!
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