MY PIZZ-OEMS ABOUT ME.DR DYSKLCIEIA WORTE ME A POEM:
DR DYSLEXIA,
HE PITCHES A TENT,
FOR DAVID BRENT,
HE IS A REAL JURK,
HE NEVER LURKS,
HE LIKES TO WRITE POEMS,
AND BUILD CUSTOM HOMES,
HE ALSO COLLECTS GARDEN GNOMES,
And Oneofsome wrote me this:
DOCTOR DYSLEXIA, DOCTOR DYSLEXIA
HIS NAME RHYMES WITH DISPEPSIA
WHAT YOU GET FROM DRINKING TOO MUCH PEPSI, AY
AND EATING TOO MUCH HAY
HE WRITES POMES THAT ARE FUNI
LIKE RAPITINUI,
CHOICE AY, BRO
And 4dam, (or was it a troll?) Gave me this.
'There one was a Dr Dyslexia
Who you would never let sit next to ya
He'd touch his own cock
Whilst wearing a frock
I've never seen anything sexier'
Mr. Horrible copied 4dam and gave me this.
'There was a Doctor named Dyslexia
who's posts got increasingly sexier
when he says 'anti-sheen'
I spluff on the screen
fine if I'm not sitting next ta ya.'
Edjogs gave me this. Uses most of the same rymes, How unoriginal!
Hey there wordsmith we know as Dyslexia,
Your poems get sexia and sexia.
You may be too late,
To be next laureate,
But don't worry man we all respexia.
Also I'm an Idiot wrote
'dr. dyslexia was made of wood.
his van broke down and he understood
he should go to the moon to hope and pray
for a meteor to land on his hood.'
(DR DYSLEXIA,
HE PITCHES A TENT,
FOR DAVID BRENT,
HE IS A REAL JURK,
HE NEVER LURKS,
HE LIKES TO WRITE POEMS,
AND BUILD CUSTOM HOMES,
HE ALSO COLLECTS GARDEN GNOMES,
And Oneofsome wrote me this:
DOCTOR DYSLEXIA, DOCTOR DYSLEXIA
HIS NAME RHYMES WITH DISPEPSIA
WHAT YOU GET FROM DRINKING TOO MUCH PEPSI, AY
AND EATING TOO MUCH HAY
HE WRITES POMES THAT ARE FUNI
LIKE RAPITINUI,
CHOICE AY, BRO
And 4dam, (or was it a troll?) Gave me this.
'There one was a Dr Dyslexia
Who you would never let sit next to ya
He'd touch his own cock
Whilst wearing a frock
I've never seen anything sexier'
Mr. Horrible copied 4dam and gave me this.
'There was a Doctor named Dyslexia
who's posts got increasingly sexier
when he says 'anti-sheen'
I spluff on the screen
fine if I'm not sitting next ta ya.'
Edjogs gave me this. Uses most of the same rymes, How unoriginal!
Hey there wordsmith we know as Dyslexia,
Your poems get sexia and sexia.
You may be too late,
To be next laureate,
But don't worry man we all respexia.
Also I'm an Idiot wrote
'dr. dyslexia was made of wood.
his van broke down and he understood
he should go to the moon to hope and pray
for a meteor to land on his hood.'
d d,
Fri 11 Aug 2006, 9:56,
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