Poem I wrote

.John.

.John.

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Here is a poem I wrote for english class, I got an F.

They mope and wear tight jeans

They write poetry that's witty and smart.

We know you're depressed, you don't have to act the part!

Your girlfriend leaves you

Boo-Hoo, here's a tissue

How would you deal?

if your shit got real?

your mom works two jobs,

and she still can't buy a meal, or to eat, you have to steal

or maybe, surprise!

god decided to take the sight from your eyes.

No, you're just sad

because you can't get your hair to do that flippy thing

or your mean mommy won't let you wear that eyebrow ring.

you say your life keeps getting crappier

but wouldn't it make you happier,

If you stopped dwelling on a high school breakup,

and rejoiced in the fact that you can afford that eye makeup.

dude, your parents are rich

you have two butlers, and a maid

your allowance is twice what they get paid!

Now if you'll excuse me, I have real things to do

My parents won't pay for my life

I have to decide what shitty college to go to!

so finally, here's a life lesson,

don't sit around and pout,

or my foot will give you something to be really depressed about.

I wrote it about an emo kid I know who keeps calling me and complaining about how hard his life is.

 
i did not understand if he gets a big allowance he cannot buy eye make up.and you got an f for saying shit, or dude
 
Hey man, good work.

read mine, in Just FOr FUn, in the NS gabber.

ill paste it here too.

I woke up in the middle of the night and started writing. this is what came out:

Isnt it funny that (illusionsdelusionsdisissusions)

can seem so clear

revel in the image

like a pig in a blanket

we think we're in love when all we do is wank it

you can apply it to allsorts of things

Religion, faith, or lack thereof

TIme, seems theres never enough

we all tend to agree that life's pretty rough

so we surround ourselves in a plethora of stuff

The substance of our lives, little more than some fluff

so get married

take a pure girls cherry

thatll prove youre really tough

this is your life now, take good care of your wife

try to avoid the pain and strife

Hope she doesnt cut it off at night with a knife

but i digress

and now i've forgot the rest

overcome with visions of big sweet breasts

Oh look! another test!

better do my best, Dont want God to get pissed

Should rinse my mouth with ListerineTM Swish swish

Want to be sure when I swim with the fish

I am granted THE ONE BIG WISH

That my soul doesnt burn, that it's given endless bliss

but i know He'd say "You cant just wish,

You must earn your place within heavens gate"

"But mistah! mistah! what about a thing called fate?"

"Were you ever Human, can you really relate?"

I want to swing in cargo net

and God's just a baby and the diaper is wet

All around the world, we're covered in shit, some things ive seen

ill never forget

Addicted to comfort

i truly regret

"pffft!" whoops, was that a fart

gotta make like hair,

and part

P.S. What if god is gay and all he wants to do is fuck me when i get there?

Courtesy of a 3am flash

Shawn.
 
So your teacher gave you a bad grade because you said something she didn't agree with in your poetry? Something's wrong here...
 
dope. one thing thats fucking stupid. you cant judge art like that man. fuck that bitch who ever gave you that mark. what did he/she say about it?
 
that was pure geenyus. fuckign awesome man. I wish i was still in school so i could right shit like that!
 
i dont understand how the teacher can give you an F on it. In my class if you did it you cant be graded bad if your not the best poet in the world.
 
I thought being a cynical drunken jerk was one of the mandatory demands for being an actual poet lol. I'd give you an A, good work dude
 
id give you a b.

nice to speak you heart, but it really doesnt flow very nicely

choppy.

not that mine wasnt, but i didnt hand mine in for marking.
 
haha i like it, emo kids should be taken out and shot, or sent to iraq then they can REALLY complain about something.
 
But this reminds me of my goal. In my english literature class we have to write poems and I've decided to write them about different trips I have on various substances.
 
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