Poetry competition CLOSED 31st October 2015 6:57am
WINNER
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Unimaginative poetry
Anonymous
as I sat upon the pot
staring down at what little I got
straining
so as not to leave a stain
I felt a gas bubble slowly rise
until it started stinging my eyes
and then it hit me in the gut
a thought that had me wondering, what
if the fumes that were destined to escape below
were diverted and send barreling towards my pie hole
would a burp being a burp still remain the same
or would flatulence have anything to gain
at being deadly as it silently spread
peeling the eyebrows from my head
staring down at what little I got
straining
so as not to leave a stain
I felt a gas bubble slowly rise
until it started stinging my eyes
and then it hit me in the gut
a thought that had me wondering, what
if the fumes that were destined to escape below
were diverted and send barreling towards my pie hole
would a burp being a burp still remain the same
or would flatulence have anything to gain
at being deadly as it silently spread
peeling the eyebrows from my head
Anonymous
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Anonymous
the hollow moon
holds no water
only blood
calling all to the slaughter
those who crouch in graveyards
thinking they're hidden
soon discover
they're the first to be bitten
those ducking into dark alleys
to be out of sight
are usually spared
until 5 minutes till midnight
but those who cower
under believed magical sheets
those are the ones
with the sweetest meat
milky and smooth
they should avoid all the fuss
just hang a sign round their necks
saying, "here we are, eat us!"
holds no water
only blood
calling all to the slaughter
those who crouch in graveyards
thinking they're hidden
soon discover
they're the first to be bitten
those ducking into dark alleys
to be out of sight
are usually spared
until 5 minutes till midnight
but those who cower
under believed magical sheets
those are the ones
with the sweetest meat
milky and smooth
they should avoid all the fuss
just hang a sign round their necks
saying, "here we are, eat us!"
Anonymous
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Anonymous
she's so far over the moon
I couldn't reach her with my big bertha
then I'd still need a very lucky approach
and my chip's usully not worth a....
but
with a lucky putt
next time we play, like Arnie told Johnny,
maybe she'll kiss my balls for luck
I couldn't reach her with my big bertha
then I'd still need a very lucky approach
and my chip's usully not worth a....
but
with a lucky putt
next time we play, like Arnie told Johnny,
maybe she'll kiss my balls for luck
Anonymous
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CRAZY BLIND LUV
She's like a really pretty girl
not like a model or anything
but pretty eyes of brown
like dirt on the ground
That's how I feel when I see her frown
or the last the last thing I see
when she knocks me down
when she's pissed with no boxing glove
and she hurt her wrist, that's truw luv
she smells like fabric softener,
my favorite kind
My friends say I'm pussy whipped,
crazy and blind
But that's wat true luv is
crazy and blind
She's like a really pretty girl
not like a model or anything
but pretty eyes of brown
like dirt on the ground
That's how I feel when I see her frown
or the last the last thing I see
when she knocks me down
when she's pissed with no boxing glove
and she hurt her wrist, that's truw luv
she smells like fabric softener,
my favorite kind
My friends say I'm pussy whipped,
crazy and blind
But that's wat true luv is
crazy and blind
