Poetry competition CLOSED 26th January 2012 11:06am
WINNER
Jestalessa
Jestalessa
RUNNERS-UP:
Kou_Indigo
and Lee
Nursery Rhymes
Poetry Contest Description
Take your favorite nursery rhyme and distort it.
You can make it gorey, depressing, sexy (shudder), or whatever else ...just make it work.
- New poems
- Collabs accepted
- If I get a flood of erotic pieces
that have absolutely no character and a slur of generic porno lingo
I will shoot you all in the genitals.
- No less than 10 lines
- New poems
- Collabs accepted
- If I get a flood of erotic pieces
that have absolutely no character and a slur of generic porno lingo
I will shoot you all in the genitals.
- No less than 10 lines
Three blind Jews
Three blind Jews.
three blind Jews
see how they run.
see how they run
They all ran away from Himmler's wife
she cut off their balls with a carving knife
Did you ever see such a sight to amuse
like three
blind
Jews
Three blind Jews.
three blind Jews
see how they run.
see how they run
They all ran away from Himmler's wife
she cut off their balls with a carving knife
Did you ever see such a sight to amuse
like three
blind
Jews
The spider and Jack
Itsy Bitsy spider climbing up the spout
Out come the drunk man spouting out his soup
Out come the man's wife without her top
With green gooey puke slidding off her tits
Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water
To wash the puke off the man's face and his wife's tits
Jack fell down and broke his neck
And Jill came tumbling after.
Up got the man and pushed his wife back
As fast as he could caper
They went to bed and started again
until they got what they were after
Itsy Bitsy spider climbing up the spout
Out come the drunk man spouting out his soup
Out come the man's wife without her top
With green gooey puke slidding off her tits
Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water
To wash the puke off the man's face and his wife's tits
Jack fell down and broke his neck
And Jill came tumbling after.
Up got the man and pushed his wife back
As fast as he could caper
They went to bed and started again
until they got what they were after
Twinkle twinkle little star
how I hate you for
what you've become.
Up above the world so high
so as not to reach you when in need.
When the blazing sun is gone
you remind us who's in charge.
Twinkle twinkle little star
say hello to my loved ones.
how I hate you for
what you've become.
Up above the world so high
so as not to reach you when in need.
When the blazing sun is gone
you remind us who's in charge.
Twinkle twinkle little star
say hello to my loved ones.
Monday's sleep, abortion's waste
Tuesday's sleep, the strong, the braced
Wednesday's trees go midlife trawling
Thursdays sacrifice war's fallen,
Friday's secrets --
depravity's force
Saturday's sleep, nature taking her course
And the death that is brought on the Sabbath day
Is for race and gods' laws
and love's finding a way.
(take-off of Monday's Child)
Tuesday's sleep, the strong, the braced
Wednesday's trees go midlife trawling
Thursdays sacrifice war's fallen,
Friday's secrets --
depravity's force
Saturday's sleep, nature taking her course
And the death that is brought on the Sabbath day
Is for race and gods' laws
and love's finding a way.
(take-off of Monday's Child)
Anonymous
Jestalessa said:Monday's sleep, abortion's waste
Tuesday's sleep, the strong, the braced
Wednesday's trees go midlife trawlin'
Thursdays sacrifice war's fallen,
Friday's secrets --
depravity's force
Saturday's sleep, nature taking her course
And the death that is brought on the Sabbath day
Is for race and gods' laws
and love's finding a way.
(take-off of Monday's Child)
Hell, Jesta thats bloody brilliant. I love it.
Tuesday's sleep, the strong, the braced
Wednesday's trees go midlife trawlin'
Thursdays sacrifice war's fallen,
Friday's secrets --
depravity's force
Saturday's sleep, nature taking her course
And the death that is brought on the Sabbath day
Is for race and gods' laws
and love's finding a way.
(take-off of Monday's Child)
Hell, Jesta thats bloody brilliant. I love it.
damn it has to be new. I already have 27 poems that would be perfect for this. well here it goes.
Mary had a little lamb
little lamb, little lamb
Mary had a little lamb
whose fleece was dark as blood
And everywhere that Mary went
Mary went, Mary went
Everywhere that Mary went
the lamb followed
Everyone that Mary killed
Mary killed, Mary killed
Everyone that Mary killed
The lamb laughed as they died
Because Mary was the Grim
was the Grim, was the Grim
Because Mary was the Grim
And the sheep was her Scythe
Mary had a little lamb
little lamb, little lamb
Mary had a little lamb
whose fleece was dark as blood
And everywhere that Mary went
Mary went, Mary went
Everywhere that Mary went
the lamb followed
Everyone that Mary killed
Mary killed, Mary killed
Everyone that Mary killed
The lamb laughed as they died
Because Mary was the Grim
was the Grim, was the Grim
Because Mary was the Grim
And the sheep was her Scythe
AliP said:[quote-56961-Jestalessa]Monday's sleep, abortion's waste
Tuesday's sleep, the strong, the braced
Wednesday's trees go midlife trawlin'
Thursdays sacrifice war's fallen,
Friday's secrets --
depravity's force
Saturday's sleep, nature taking her course
And the death that is brought on the Sabbath day
Is for race and gods' laws
and love's finding a way.
(take-off of Monday's Child)
Hell, Jesta thats bloody brilliant. I love it. [/quote]
c o n c u r.
nod.
Tuesday's sleep, the strong, the braced
Wednesday's trees go midlife trawlin'
Thursdays sacrifice war's fallen,
Friday's secrets --
depravity's force
Saturday's sleep, nature taking her course
And the death that is brought on the Sabbath day
Is for race and gods' laws
and love's finding a way.
(take-off of Monday's Child)
Hell, Jesta thats bloody brilliant. I love it. [/quote]
c o n c u r.
nod.
Anonymous
Parody.
Men & Woman it’s time to work
Moon beams are but just a perk!
Leave your dinner and leave your bed
Join your colleagues in the shed.
Come with a spanner come with torch
Come be paid or feel the scorch.
If you spend the day seated on the porch
we'll never drive this Porche;
You find some gas and I’ll buy some tyres
And we’ll be driving in about 3 hours.
Original
Boys and girls, come out to play.
The moon doth shine as bright as day!
Leaves your supper and leave your sleep,
And come with your playfellows into the street.
Come with a whoop, come with a call,
Come with a good will, or not at all.
Up the ladder and down the wall,
A half-penny loaf will serve us all;
You find the milk, and I'll find the flour,
And we'll have a pudding in half an hour.
-x-
Men & Woman it’s time to work
Moon beams are but just a perk!
Leave your dinner and leave your bed
Join your colleagues in the shed.
Come with a spanner come with torch
Come be paid or feel the scorch.
If you spend the day seated on the porch
we'll never drive this Porche;
You find some gas and I’ll buy some tyres
And we’ll be driving in about 3 hours.
Original
Boys and girls, come out to play.
The moon doth shine as bright as day!
Leaves your supper and leave your sleep,
And come with your playfellows into the street.
Come with a whoop, come with a call,
Come with a good will, or not at all.
Up the ladder and down the wall,
A half-penny loaf will serve us all;
You find the milk, and I'll find the flour,
And we'll have a pudding in half an hour.
-x-
Little Bo-Peep
Little Bo-Peep, has lost her life
No one was there to save her
She sliced her wrists with a knife
Then everything became a blur
Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep
Her last thoughts of all the meetings
She never awoke, she cut too deep
No longer apart of the beatings
When she took her very last breath
She knew the place she was headed
Even to Hell and forever in death
Had no measure to the man she dreaded
Beatings and rapings, Bo-Peep would just lay
Never was he to see her cry
She only had thoughts of how she would stray
While she wished her self to die
She would heave a sigh and wipe her eyes
While she planned her last depart
No one was there to hear her cries
During the last few beats of her heart
Little Bo-Peep, has lost her life
No one was there to save her
She sliced her wrists with a knife
Then everything became a blur
Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep
Her last thoughts of all the meetings
She never awoke, she cut too deep
No longer apart of the beatings
When she took her very last breath
She knew the place she was headed
Even to Hell and forever in death
Had no measure to the man she dreaded
Beatings and rapings, Bo-Peep would just lay
Never was he to see her cry
She only had thoughts of how she would stray
While she wished her self to die
She would heave a sigh and wipe her eyes
While she planned her last depart
No one was there to hear her cries
During the last few beats of her heart
Anonymous
Peter, Peter, pussy eater
Had a wife and couldn't please her
Put her in Hells shell
And there he kept her very well.
Had a wife and couldn't please her
Put her in Hells shell
And there he kept her very well.
