Teenage Poetry
Hormones and rhyming dictionaries seem to go together. Let's celebrate this by publishing the poems you wrote as a teenager.
( , Thu 11 Aug 2005, 14:49)
Hormones and rhyming dictionaries seem to go together. Let's celebrate this by publishing the poems you wrote as a teenager.
( , Thu 11 Aug 2005, 14:49)
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Late Night Limericks
I'm still a teenager so I could embarrass myself with depressing-yet-hilarious emo-kid poetry. But will I? No. Instead here are two of the limericks my friends and I made up when pulling an all-nighter for no good reason. There were a very large amount but I can only remember two. And excuse the made-up words:
There once was a woman from Mildo,
Who would always wank using a dildo.
She came on her hand,
And rubbed it in sand,
That crazy old woman from Mildo.
There once was a man from Eastbourne,
Who would always masturbate watching porn,
He would wank all day,
While tossing some clay,
That wasn't all he was tossing in Eastbourne
I did not say it was Shakespeare.
( , Fri 12 Aug 2005, 13:57, Reply)
I'm still a teenager so I could embarrass myself with depressing-yet-hilarious emo-kid poetry. But will I? No. Instead here are two of the limericks my friends and I made up when pulling an all-nighter for no good reason. There were a very large amount but I can only remember two. And excuse the made-up words:
There once was a woman from Mildo,
Who would always wank using a dildo.
She came on her hand,
And rubbed it in sand,
That crazy old woman from Mildo.
There once was a man from Eastbourne,
Who would always masturbate watching porn,
He would wank all day,
While tossing some clay,
That wasn't all he was tossing in Eastbourne
I did not say it was Shakespeare.
( , Fri 12 Aug 2005, 13:57, Reply)
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