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No topic (III) - How Are You? <3

poet Anonymous

There’s your superman with a gun in hand, they call it gangster
Typing and having not made or given anything over, they call it wankster

poet Anonymous

“Remembrance”

I wrote of two couples story being romantic
like old war love letters sent to each other
I observed a poet claim just that
I called them out
and found the photo was from Google
think they got intimated because someone was actually listening
and when found out to be a bullshitting fantasist behind a screen
they’re now somewhat uncomfortable
to beat the truth with all their powers they have

Phantom2426
Francisco J Vera
Tyrant of Words
United States 21awards
Joined 25th Jan 2020
Forum Posts: 5200

We are the change
We will fight the machines
When they come
To take us over
So live to the fullest

poet Anonymous

Ricky-sJournals said:“Remembrance”

I wrote of two couples story being romantic
like old war love letters sent to each other
I observed a poet claim just that
I called them out
and found the photo was from Google
think they got intimated because someone was actually listening
and when found out to be a bullshitting fantasist behind a screen
they’re now somewhat uncomfortable
to beat the truth with all their powers they have


I’m sure others remember too, like that literally *nothing* to prove.

Phantom2426
Francisco J Vera
Tyrant of Words
United States 21awards
Joined 25th Jan 2020
Forum Posts: 5200

Everyone have a great night or day.

poet Anonymous

I think it’s best for some people to just lie about things they can get away with, knowing you aren’t there and can’t really see. That person dropped themselves right in it.

poet Anonymous

“If you fail me, I’ll blow you to bits and curse both your fathers. Peace be unto you.” Jihadist mentality

poet Anonymous

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poet Anonymous

Santa exists I’d tell my son
and if you look over towards the fireplace
you’ll see it’s been blocked for some time
So how does he get in?
“He magically appears inside from the outside.”
Yeah, if that were true
it wouldn’t have been engrained in your mind
that he needed a chimney in the first place
A circle has 2 sides
And to heat your slippers up
it’s better putting them in the microwave not the oven
Your Uncle clearly is a fool to get things done quicker
by putting his on a bonfire
and you believing he’s the healthiest man alive
walking around without a liver

poet Anonymous

Using what last Internet I have and then deactivating.

I’m putting no more up on Instagram. And I’ve told everyone I’m doing no material except for my own until sometime next year.

And some things here were purposely wrote wrong, like I know a circle doesn’t have 2 sides, it has 4. Happy days.

poet Anonymous

If I don’t have to apologise for messing up the thread, I’m still sat thinking who I do have to apologise to. Crazy because it’s no-one.

poet Anonymous

Bucket List:

1. Buy a new mop and bucket
2. Find a gay man to wipe my arse because I feel gay doing it.
3. Sail the six seas (buried an ex in one ✔️)
4. Learn to play an instrument, preferably the most hardest: a triangle
5. Don’t smile at cats giving me dirty looks on the estate
6. Buy a laptop and become a better writer
7. Work out why the ground is on the floor
8. Have more kids you can’t pay for because that’s a real man
9. Drive a car and blast crap music to prove I got a small dick
10. Enlarge my dick to prove my brain is smaller

poet Anonymous

“Excuse me sir, are you some sort of fucking cabbage?” asks yourself
I said, “Takes one to notice one I guess, but no, I got two big ones in my bra and a corn on the cob in my knickers. Still developing boobs and the doctors won’t give me a penis.”

poet Anonymous

I’m sorry but I like the real women, not the whatever you want to call it.

poet Anonymous

Who wants to jump in on the action
jump from a cliff and grab a foot
I can’t fly any higher
so it’s caution and look out for a branch
like looking up and a smash
there’d you go falling down so far
I’d have warned
and you’d have ignored the laugh

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