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Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread

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angel relic:
Sleep, O Sleep, where did thy flap?
gone south for the winter
to nest in Chilean lap?

Rest, O Rest, how can you betray?
a stressed out Angel
with no paid holiday.

Dormius Dorme, bonk me now
send me a wizard
to smooth furrowed brow.

Dreams, O dreams, where do thy lay
if not in my head,
then where do you stay?

Pickles O Pickles, and rocky road delight,
why do you fight
and bring sleepless night!

 ;D

Ms Duck:

for sleep, to sleep, young boys, need a good fap
search now, the web, for boobs, arse and crap
it is ninety, per cent,
so search the interntet
and now, truth told, Auntie Duck shall flap

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cNARJPNz2CA

angel relic:
Crappy porn and Sesame skit
have robbed my senses
of reasonable wit.

I sought a balm for troubled luck
Instead I get
flapped by Duck.

Help me! Help me! and so I go
Online to see
a donkey show.

Disturbed but inspired by Duck's sage advice
I seduce my pillow
and think "Feathers....nice!" ;)
 

Ms Duck:


bumpity bump, bumpity bump
duck bumps thump thump thump
a lil push
kick da tush
ewww wipe after you dump

Piotr1600:
I write my wretched poetry in the little black book of my brain
whist washing the dishes and cleaning the drain

So, when my little grey kitty jumps up and bawls for TREATS
in the middle of my cleaning, scrubbing, and rinsing feats

I must quickly answer her summoning of de-lish-us-ness
Or bright and early - in my shoe - I find a gooey mess

She loves me, I try to convince myself, frequently
by gifting me with hairballs from her collection, see?

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