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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Single Rose
Thou art like unto spring's a Jew,
Everything I do, I do it for you,
Total eclipse of the,
I'm not a gypsy Bovril,
This is my rose, my heart.
Like a virgin, hey, for the very first time
Touchéd umlaut, wherefore... why?
A single rose,
Upon my toes,
A fairy nose,
Potatoes,
Mos...
es.
SPLASH! AAH-AAH! Oh yes?
In my slumber, sleepy slut,
I wander to the Pizza Hut,
Where I partake of a fine cut
Of my wrists, suicide of my mind
I hate my life, apart from keyboards
If they're worth the budget of a Jihaord.
And shortbread, yum
Myself am scum.
A Single Rows of a cinema,
I'm not coming to dinner, ma.
( , Mon 15 Aug 2005, 23:18, Reply)
Single Rose
Thou art like unto spring's a Jew,
Everything I do, I do it for you,
Total eclipse of the,
I'm not a gypsy Bovril,
This is my rose, my heart.
Like a virgin, hey, for the very first time
Touchéd umlaut, wherefore... why?
A single rose,
Upon my toes,
A fairy nose,
Potatoes,
Mos...
es.
SPLASH! AAH-AAH! Oh yes?
In my slumber, sleepy slut,
I wander to the Pizza Hut,
Where I partake of a fine cut
Of my wrists, suicide of my mind
I hate my life, apart from keyboards
If they're worth the budget of a Jihaord.
And shortbread, yum
Myself am scum.
A Single Rows of a cinema,
I'm not coming to dinner, ma.
( , Mon 15 Aug 2005, 23:18, Reply)
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