I have to write a love poem for school

gene gene made a machine

joe joe made it go

art art blew a fart and blew the whole damn thing apart
 
i'm not saying i worte this and i know that at least 1 NS member has it in their sig, but check it

Wanted:

A tall, well built women with good

reputation, who can cook frog

legs, who appreciates a good fuc-

shia garden, classical music and tal-

king without getting too serious.

But please only read lines 1, 3, and 5
 
I fucked up. this is huckers

i think im kinda horny

but im dead so dont morn me

see a corpse can walk the earth

i need a women to give birth

to my babe called satan

your stomach he will be made in

my new underground ruler

who will shake the earth and destroy her

if you help me rise to power

your name will be sung for hours

till your life is taken from your chest

and a hole is the only thing left

so walk the abyss with me

my love i will make you free

empty and as cold as night

death will be my only light
 
damn this guys good

its from that other thead

The Passionate Skier to His Love

Come ski with me and be my love,

And we will all the pleasures prove

That glades, bumps, kickers, and steep trails,

Jumps or huge whales.

And we will sit upon the summit,

While the temperature plummets,

By steep trails that flatten out

Its what skiing is all about.

And I will make you a soft landing

Right about where you are standing,

Some corduroy, and fresh powder

When the day is done we’ll get some chowder;

A nylon jacket will keep you warm

From any harsh winter storm;

Wool and fleece socks so you aren’t cold,

The snow is better than gold;

A helmet so you don’t bust your brain,

And tinted goggles so you don’t have to strain;

And it you want some nice warm gloves,

Then ski with me and be my love.

Après partiers will dance and sing

While the mountain starts it’s grooming;

If these delights your mind may move,

Then come ski with me and be my love
 
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