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[challenge entry] pylon poem.
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my name is boris becker
my head is made of nylon
i have a wooden pecker
it's taller than a pylon.

i'll dance for you in autumn
i'll sing for you in spring
and when it snows in sodom
i'll penetrate your ring.
(, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 3:56, archived)
# those nostrils are just asking for it.
 
woo!
(, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 3:56, archived)
# *tackles*
hello you! i made a point of coming here early tonight.
(, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 3:57, archived)
# HOORAY!!!!!
he has a penatrating stare.









Ideal for penetration
(, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 3:57, archived)
# i found him in my compost bin, dazed and emitting snarn.
so i brought him inside to train as an assassin.
(, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 3:59, archived)
# feed him well or one fateful day he may turn his attentions to his benefactor

(, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 4:03, archived)
# hi, i'm malefactor.
he's getting cabbage and coffee grounds tonight.
(, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 4:06, archived)
# THIS IS SPORTCRIME!
OR IS THAT CRIME SPORT?
(, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 3:57, archived)
# SEXCRIMESPORTFUN!
I'M SURE THAT'S THE LITERAL TRANSLATION FROM THE OLD GERMAN.
(, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 4:00, archived)
# They have(or can make) a word for anything in German.
Where we're still working out if peanutbutter has a hyphen or not.
(, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 4:03, archived)
# no hyphen, it was deflowered long, long ago.

(, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 4:09, archived)
# Haha
excellent.
(, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 4:05, archived)
# i is the poet laurie ate.

(, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 4:09, archived)