Teenage PoetryHormones and rhyming dictionaries seem to go together. Let's celebrate this by publishing the poems you wrote as a teenager.
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chthonic, Thu 11 Aug 2005, 14:49)
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ChainsawsIn year... 8, me and my friend Sianne wrote lyrics that went to the tune of "Torches", a hymn we had to sing in the *cough* choir. It goes...
Chainsaws, chainsaws,
Run with Chainsaws,
All the way to Ian Huntley's cell
Inject him with AIDS
with an unsterilized needle
Leave him to die
In a cold, dark bed.
Chop his balls off,
Run away,
Leave him to bleed without anasthesiae,
Nobody cares for the cold-hearted murderer
Kick him and he'll run furtherer and furtherer.
(, Fri 12 Aug 2005, 15:55, Reply)
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