Submissions by Spanker
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Oct 2013 2:43pm
9th Oct 2013 2:43pm
Best Friends
I was considering
Marrying my penis
I figured it was
The right thing to do
After all we’ve been through
Together
Then something changed
Like one of those
Epiphanies or
Moments of clarity
And I thought
That little bastard
Has continually
Screwed me over
So I said to myself
Nah – fuck it
He won’t mind
Besides
We both have
Commitment issues
Let’s go out
And celebrate
Come on
Big fella
Marrying my penis
I figured it was
The right thing to do
After all we’ve been through
Together
Then something changed
Like one of those
Epiphanies or
Moments of clarity
And I thought
That little bastard
Has continually
Screwed me over
So I said to myself
Nah – fuck it
He won’t mind
Besides
We both have
Commitment issues
Let’s go out
And celebrate
Come on
Big fella
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Oct 2013 2:40pm
9th Oct 2013 2:40pm
Do Anarchists Drive?
Yes,
I assumed it safe
After the first bottle of red
To let in the anarchists
How would they get here?
And on which side of the road?
These questions were unimportant
All that mattered was...
They could be here
If they wanted
And by some means
That made sense at the time
Ok I’ll put them in charge
Of security...
Hmm ... maybe not
Would they invite me to theirs?
Maybe not
Or it could be open
Like their girlfriends?
Maybe not
Even anarchy has its limits
I assumed it safe
After the first bottle of red
To let in the anarchists
How would they get here?
And on which side of the road?
These questions were unimportant
All that mattered was...
They could be here
If they wanted
And by some means
That made sense at the time
Ok I’ll put them in charge
Of security...
Hmm ... maybe not
Would they invite me to theirs?
Maybe not
Or it could be open
Like their girlfriends?
Maybe not
Even anarchy has its limits
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Oct 2013 2:34pm
5th Oct 2013 2:34pm
My Brother the Poet
And the waters he walked on
Were puddles
And the best he could do
Was turn wine into piss
And his loaves and fishes
Were from the supermarket
On special
And his three wise men
Were a drunk, a thief
And a murderer
And his disciples
Were sycophants
And his cross
Was a corkscrew
And his rock was rolled
By someone else
Because he was too lazy
And his resurrection
Was only in his mind
When he got high
And he was another narcissist
And he was just like me
And he was...
Were puddles
And the best he could do
Was turn wine into piss
And his loaves and fishes
Were from the supermarket
On special
And his three wise men
Were a drunk, a thief
And a murderer
And his disciples
Were sycophants
And his cross
Was a corkscrew
And his rock was rolled
By someone else
Because he was too lazy
And his resurrection
Was only in his mind
When he got high
And he was another narcissist
And he was just like me
And he was...
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2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Oct 2013 2:30pm
5th Oct 2013 2:30pm
Dreaming of Happy
We’re always sorry
After showing our worst
To the ones we adore
Who love us the most
Taking us back
Again and again
Despite their best thoughts
Hearts bigger than forever
Innocent stray kittens
Full of soft hope
Blind as street lights
Searching for stars
Impossibly far
From homely drains
And thin spider friends
All dreaming of happy
But settling for tomorrow
One crazy moon
After another
Smiling at pain
Through rain soaked mud
Forgiving their brutes
Poor sweet brothers
Out to impress
Those fatherly...
After showing our worst
To the ones we adore
Who love us the most
Taking us back
Again and again
Despite their best thoughts
Hearts bigger than forever
Innocent stray kittens
Full of soft hope
Blind as street lights
Searching for stars
Impossibly far
From homely drains
And thin spider friends
All dreaming of happy
But settling for tomorrow
One crazy moon
After another
Smiling at pain
Through rain soaked mud
Forgiving their brutes
Poor sweet brothers
Out to impress
Those fatherly...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
30th Sep 2013 10:55am
30th Sep 2013 10:55am
In Hoboken
They’d been pokin’
Roun’ Hoboken
Hopin’ for
Some hillbilly grass
The locals jokin’
In Hoboken
‘Bout them chokin’
An’ fallin’ on their ass
Few words were spoken
In Hoboken
An’ they were tokin’
On fine hillbilly grass
Then they were chokin’
In Hoboken
Floatin’
Off their white lilly ass
The locals jokin’
In Hoboken
‘Bout them smokin’
An’ chokin’ on their grass
Their drought was brokin’
In Hoboken
With rain Soakin’
An’ runnin’ down the glass
Coz they were smokin’
In...
Roun’ Hoboken
Hopin’ for
Some hillbilly grass
The locals jokin’
In Hoboken
‘Bout them chokin’
An’ fallin’ on their ass
Few words were spoken
In Hoboken
An’ they were tokin’
On fine hillbilly grass
Then they were chokin’
In Hoboken
Floatin’
Off their white lilly ass
The locals jokin’
In Hoboken
‘Bout them smokin’
An’ chokin’ on their grass
Their drought was brokin’
In Hoboken
With rain Soakin’
An’ runnin’ down the glass
Coz they were smokin’
In...
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12 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Sep 2013 10:25am
30th Sep 2013 10:25am
Christmas Snacks
Yeah so cave and co
Bled their menace
Through my meat grinder
Brain on a hot salt
Rain dripping
Cloud covered
Liberating libatious
Beer soaked
Pizza perfect
Garlic fingered
Almost summer day
But I felt cool
Looked like a
Liquored up has-been
Throne back
From a barred room
Pathetic one hooker
Dance and I land
With a bounce
Like a fat king rat
All belly and whiskers
Tail in tact
Nose pointed
And a quirky
Little alley cat
Invites me home
To share her biscuits
She has me for dinner
I...
Bled their menace
Through my meat grinder
Brain on a hot salt
Rain dripping
Cloud covered
Liberating libatious
Beer soaked
Pizza perfect
Garlic fingered
Almost summer day
But I felt cool
Looked like a
Liquored up has-been
Throne back
From a barred room
Pathetic one hooker
Dance and I land
With a bounce
Like a fat king rat
All belly and whiskers
Tail in tact
Nose pointed
And a quirky
Little alley cat
Invites me home
To share her biscuits
She has me for dinner
I...
905 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Sep 2013 1:12pm
15th Sep 2013 1:12pm
Manifesto for a Nice Life
Smoke the roach
Right to the end
Burn your fingers
A little
Think sometimes
Of the long run
But laugh now
Whenever you can
Drink plenty of red
Even when you realise
You’ll have to pay for it
One way or another
Break a few
Less important rules
But know exactly
What you’re doing
Eat well often
If you can afford to
But don’t make a living
Out of it
Watch leaves dance
Write crazy thoughts
Talk to animals and
Humans if you must
Sleep with at least
One light on and
A...
Right to the end
Burn your fingers
A little
Think sometimes
Of the long run
But laugh now
Whenever you can
Drink plenty of red
Even when you realise
You’ll have to pay for it
One way or another
Break a few
Less important rules
But know exactly
What you’re doing
Eat well often
If you can afford to
But don’t make a living
Out of it
Watch leaves dance
Write crazy thoughts
Talk to animals and
Humans if you must
Sleep with at least
One light on and
A...
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0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2013 3:35pm
2nd Sep 2013 3:35pm
Not the One
I’m the one
Your mothers warned you about
The one they loved
Before the one who would stay
I’m the one
Your friends say
Is no good for you
But might be ok for them
I’m the one
With all the problems
Maybe even more
Than you
I’m the one
Who would ride a white horse
And save you
If I weren’t allergic
I’m the one
Who might commit
All kinds of crimes
Except adultery
I’m the one
Who takes my medicine
In regular small doses
But is never cured
I’m the one
Who is not the...
Your mothers warned you about
The one they loved
Before the one who would stay
I’m the one
Your friends say
Is no good for you
But might be ok for them
I’m the one
With all the problems
Maybe even more
Than you
I’m the one
Who would ride a white horse
And save you
If I weren’t allergic
I’m the one
Who might commit
All kinds of crimes
Except adultery
I’m the one
Who takes my medicine
In regular small doses
But is never cured
I’m the one
Who is not the...
876 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
1st Sep 2013 11:27am
1st Sep 2013 11:27am
My Angel
If she’s an angel
Then she can’t stay too long
She has to go back
With a body
And not just anybody
If she’s my angel
Then it’s my body
That’s why she’s killing me
It’s nothing personal
She’s just doing her job
Then she can’t stay too long
She has to go back
With a body
And not just anybody
If she’s my angel
Then it’s my body
That’s why she’s killing me
It’s nothing personal
She’s just doing her job
724 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Sep 2013 11:19am
1st Sep 2013 11:19am
Proust
Breathe in
Breathe out
Blink
Breathe in
Breathe out
Blink
Breathe in
Breathe out
Scratch
Blink
Breathe in
Breathe out
Blink
Fart
Hold breath
Exhale
Die
Breathe out
Blink
Breathe in
Breathe out
Blink
Breathe in
Breathe out
Scratch
Blink
Breathe in
Breathe out
Blink
Fart
Hold breath
Exhale
Die
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Aug 2013 2:24pm
30th Aug 2013 2:24pm
Ruthless
Tongue on tooth
Tongue on tooth
You stole her
Defiled her
My sweet Ruth
Earth to earth
Dirt to dirt
I’ll help to
Bury you
In my shirt
All for one
Knight of lust
Three fine friends
All lost love
All lost trust
Tongue on tooth
You stole her
Defiled her
My sweet Ruth
Earth to earth
Dirt to dirt
I’ll help to
Bury you
In my shirt
All for one
Knight of lust
Three fine friends
All lost love
All lost trust
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Aug 2013 11:59am
29th Aug 2013 11:59am
Outside In
You’re a bit pretty
But not that much
You can look cute
Real easy to touch
Under your skin
It don’t hold true
Deep down within
It jus’ taint you
You’ve tattooed my soul
And scarred me within
You’ve snapped my strings
Like a worn out violin
There was a time
I’d die for you
Nothing left now
But to say Adieu!
But not that much
You can look cute
Real easy to touch
Under your skin
It don’t hold true
Deep down within
It jus’ taint you
You’ve tattooed my soul
And scarred me within
You’ve snapped my strings
Like a worn out violin
There was a time
I’d die for you
Nothing left now
But to say Adieu!
658 reads
2 Comments
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