OK then here we go
A Creature of Elegance is the gerbil
whose diet is mostly herbal
he browses all day
on swathes of hay
and fart with a nasty burble

and for the more depressed of you

Why did I say Hello to her?
she looked blank and stuttered hello back
like i'd walked over to bother.
while i died inside and my heart turned black
(Bored, Fri 12 Aug 2005, 8:58, Reply)

Gardening
Mower mower in the bush
Overtook me in a rush
Saw my foot
Took it out
Saw me bleed
No time to shout
All cut up
All turned red
Peaceful now
We're all dead
Mower mower can't you see
That's not the way it's meant to be

I wrote a couple of poems like this when I was a gardener for a short period of time (until they took the tools away from me). Therapy has helped

*takes a few more tablets*
(Rex_Mundi, Fri 12 Aug 2005, 8:30, Reply)

Not so much teenage poetry as something I wrote when I was supposed to be writing a poem when I was six years old
Tristan went in an aeraplane and got stabed by me.
(Nelly the Naked Nun, Fri 12 Aug 2005, 8:05, Reply)

Artistic
As I didn't write poetry as a kid, I'm twisting/mutating/ignoring this QotW to suit other forms of artistic expression.

Since I was a child I doodled on everything, and when I got older not all of my pictures were cute little anime girls. I think two of the most "disturbing" things I doodled were on a card with my name on it (age 12) and a paper book cover (age 15-ish).

On the card I drew a TON of "Nightmare Before Xmas" things (mainly Sally and Zero) and as I was drawing it occured to me that Bride of Frankenstein ladies with massive stitches on their skin/clothes and little ghost doggies, no matter how cute, would probably make people a bit freaked out. However, it was the coolest thing I'd ever drawn at that point, although I was worried that I would get caught for not paying attention (I didn't).

The other thing was the cover of "The Scarlet Letter" in high school. In addition to the gothic-font-looking title, there was a massive, sinister-looking letter A in bright red ink, with strange little sketchy people all around it in black ink. I was reading it at a tutoring place and it rather unnerved this one really Christian tutor who asked me in a slightly freaked-out voice if I could please put it away.

Weirdly enough I don't remember making any disturbing images on my covers for "Catcher in the Rye", "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest", or even "Lord of the Flies".

Ooh, I wanna add a new QotW too: Best. [Whatever]. EVER. Best shag, best toy, best prank, best (whatever), ever! Give us something to woo! about.
(Kitsune-chan I'm not a bunny I'm a grownup girl, Fri 12 Aug 2005, 5:45, Reply)

Finally! My moment to shine!
There is a blind doctor named Kip
Who examines ladies below the hips
Although he can't see
They all agree
He's expert at reading lips!


no one expects the shy little 17-year-old girl to come up with dirty limericks. the expressions are priceless.
(sponch!, Fri 12 Aug 2005, 4:52, Reply)

Poetry? as a teenager? you ARE having a laugh?? no?
fuck me....

as a teenager it was as much as I could do to string a few words together to pass an english lit test... and you want poetry?

(sang about a set of twins at the bottomof our street)


Why were they born so beautiful?
Why were they born so tall?
Why where they born so ugly,
Why were they born at all?



there.


thats yer lot.

we sang it, and no doubt many others sang stuff the same....

and the twins?

both married into money and live the life of luxury now...

thats us all taught then...
( TBL I posted this on, Fri 12 Aug 2005, 2:40, Reply)

Legless
I have nothing against you- I like your stories, and yes.. a lot of these poems are cock. Doesn't mean that you should post over and over again about how much you dislike this QOTW. It just puts a bad air over everything.

I don't want it to become a fight, but it's just annoying when every week people complain about the QOTW. If i don't like a QOTW, i just don't post on it.

Oh and as for regulars, I've posted in nearly all the QOTWs (114 answers), along with having an account with the ID of 1807, which is quite old.

And as for the dare:

When i was twelve
I had a wet dream
But i didn't wank properly
til i was fourteen.

My first climax came
When i was stroking my phallus
To the great tennis scene
In "debbie does Dallas".

I'm not sure why
it hadn't happened til then
Perhaps there wasn't
Enough ink in my pen


I thought that was a very good one.
( Naive Amoeba Bored Cig, Fri 12 Aug 2005, 1:28, Reply)

How about
Tesco Tesco, where the best go
Tesco Tesco, that's right
Tesco Tesco, where the best go
Tesco Tesco, all night!
(jimbo_smiff, Fri 12 Aug 2005, 1:25, Reply)

Cant claim the originality of this one....
.... but I did send this little ditty to a few of my more 'adventurous' young ladies...(though I suppose ladies is not the right way to describe some of them.. ahem!)

Roses are red,
Violets are twisted
Bend over bitch,
You're gonna get fisted

Lovely :)
(shamen Geekius Maximus, Fri 12 Aug 2005, 1:01, Reply)

I wonder
A poem about my guilt,

I wonder...
Why i see the boy's face when i close my eyes at night,
I wonder...
Why i did it,
I wonder...
Whether it was evil demons that possessed my body that done it,
I wonder...
What he'd be doing now,

I wonder...
If i really meant to kill him
I wonder...
Why he didn't cry
I wonder...
Whether i'll ever ever do it again,
I wonder...
But i got away with it, so i don't need to again

mwuhahahaha
(Abusive Eskimo - My post is here, at the bottom, Fri 12 Aug 2005, 0:48, Reply)