And when I say eyes right I want to hear
those eyeballs click and the gentle pitter-patter
of falling dandruff you there what's the matter
why are you looking at me are you a queer?
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Everyone here is saying horrible things, this poem is amazing. When I was serving it was exactly like this (especially the part about the queers) . This work is so comforting, as soon as I awake in the morning I recite it 3 times slowly. This way I am able to really take in the beauty of this poem.
Honestly, you kents couldn't construct a better sentence than " fagnut" honestly go ymt
Suck some balls.......................................................................................................
Oi. Poem was decent. Needs improvements. basically. all these people thinking the poem is. Seriously stop. But yous are not wrong fuckwits. have good day kents
they're on you and your tripes are round your neck you've copped the lot just like I said and you know what you are? You're dead, dead, dead......outstanding conceptualization. A beautiful poem is amazingly shared. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the modern poem of the poem of the day.
between your elephant ears open that drain you call a mind and listen remember first the cockpit drill when you go down be sure the old crown-jewels are safely tucked away what could be more.. a very good poem. tony
Love the posstive community guys : )