There was a young whore from Kilkenny,
Who charged for two fucks just a penny.
For half of that sum,
You could bugger her bum,
An economy practised by many.
There once was a young lad from Brighton,
Who said to his lass "you're a tight 'un",
She said "Bless my soul,
But you're in the wrong hole,
And there's plenty of room in the right 'un"
There once was a man from Madras,
Whose bollocks were made out of brass,
In inclement weather,
He'd rub them together,
And lightning came out of his ass.
I just took a break from reading a book because I just fijished a lengthy sex scene with anal, and I wanted a change of pace ... so I open up Lemmy and what do I see?
(For anyone wondering, the book is called The Three ... it's very good so far ...)
Climate change is a direct result of the free market. Corpo asshats couldn't give a fuck less about climate change because they know they won't live to see the worst of it. All they care about is market growth, their bonuses, and their ego. The market clearly cannot be trusted to regulate itself therefore it must be the government and also we the people to hold them accountable. Now, if there was just a system of government where we don't compete with each other and corporate dominions for capital than climate change would be a non-issue. I wonder if anyone has ever thought of a solution to this problem.
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Finally an actually moving and relatable poem.
Very moving
There was a young whore from Kilkenny, Who charged for two fucks just a penny. For half of that sum, You could bugger her bum, An economy practised by many.
There once was a young lad from Brighton,
Who said to his lass "you're a tight 'un",
She said "Bless my soul,
But you're in the wrong hole,
And there's plenty of room in the right 'un"
There once was a man from Nantucket
who's cock was so long he could suck it
With a wink and a grin, he wiped off his chin
And said, "if my ear were a removed I could fuck it"
Vincent Van Gogh has entered the chat.
Can we get a [redacted] up in this??
There once was a maid of Madras,
Who had a magnificent ass,
Not rounded and pink,
As you'd possibly think,
It was grey, had long ears, and ate grass.
I like the relative innocence of this one, lol.
There's always the less innocent:
There once was a man from Madras,
Whose bollocks were made out of brass,
In inclement weather,
He'd rub them together,
And lightning came out of his ass.
I wanna check out more by this writer
Beautiful š„¹
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Iād give you head
But Iām sick
*sigh*
I just took a break from reading a book because I just fijished a lengthy sex scene with anal, and I wanted a change of pace ... so I open up Lemmy and what do I see?
(For anyone wondering, the book is called The Three ... it's very good so far ...)
Moved me to tears
Use lube next time.
Poetry is so romantic
A modern classic
I shouldnāt have been surprised when I surmised violet behind sphincter related poetry consumption..
It was going to rhyme but I aināt got all day
Pfft. It doesn't even rhyme
It should be a crime.
Refridgerator
I 'ardley knew 'er!
I'm all outta limes
I'm through with taking falls. And bouncing off the walls. Without that gun, I'd have some fun. I'd kick you in the...
A fork with three tines.
Human poetry isā¦confusing š¤āš²
Have you heard any Vogon poetry?
Please, no!
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Is this the new e. e. cumins? It really crystallized such a special moment of introspection and good ol' donut glazing.
No punctuation, all seasoning
This is poetry. Oh well - it actually is :D
The abolition of capitalism will save the pollar bears and our species as well.
how?
Climate change is a direct result of the free market. Corpo asshats couldn't give a fuck less about climate change because they know they won't live to see the worst of it. All they care about is market growth, their bonuses, and their ego. The market clearly cannot be trusted to regulate itself therefore it must be the government and also we the people to hold them accountable. Now, if there was just a system of government where we don't compete with each other and corporate dominions for capital than climate change would be a non-issue. I wonder if anyone has ever thought of a solution to this problem.
I like poetry by Gary...