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Poetry submission

Started by pancreas, March 07, 2024, 08:47:51 AM

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pancreas

Colleagues,

The sporadically active poster kittens has produced a poem he would like us to consider for publication. Can I have your thoughts please? I would remind you that we do still have a serious backlog since accepting Alan Bennett's Saga of Bad Uncle Toilet.

Anyway, thoughts please, and any proposals for a possible editor.

    There once was a man giving head,
Sucking his lover in bed.
The jizz blew a hole
Out the back of his skull
And now hes a gay living dead


Ferris

If kittens really wrote that it would be all lower case

Cuellar

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Video Game Fan 2000

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for relief. disaster resulted.
my pants were still on

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alas, no. brown mist.

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call friend. on quest for
good advice. but over phone
fart still audible

Elderly Sumo Prophecy

Quote from: pancreas on March 07, 2024, 08:47:51 AM
    There once was a man giving head,
Sucking his lover in bed.
The jizz blew a hole
Out the back of his skull
And now hes a gay living dead

Are we to pronounce the word skull as "skole" in order to make it rhyme with hole, or pronounce hole as "Hull" so it rhymes with skull?

poo

I can still spunk pretty fucking hard

Video Game Fan 2000

nob out. quick bash at
noon. force of jet unexpected
neighbour dog now blind

Ferris

Quote from: poo on March 07, 2024, 09:37:22 PMI can still spunk pretty fucking hard

Well quite, but removing the head or destroying the brain is the generally accepted of stopping the undead so what the fuck is this poem about?

Ray Travez


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