I'm writing a love poem - GoFuckYourself.com

SmutGiant · 06-01-2004, 12:40 AM

But I don't know where to start... how about you all post something and I'll try to work it in somehow hehe...

bringer · 06-01-2004, 12:42 AM

roses are red, violets are blue, headless likes twinkies, how about you?

SmutGiant · 06-01-2004, 12:44 AM

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Originally posted by bringer
roses are red, violets are blue, headless likes twinkies, how about you?

Ok, I got my start

roses are red, violets are blue
haha just kidding, I wrote a real poem for you...

and it begins..

bringer · 06-01-2004, 12:45 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by SmutGiant
Ok, I got my start

roses are red, violets are blue
haha just kidding, I wrote a real poem for you...

and it begins..

the wind is blowing in my hair,
i have man boobies, please dont stare

stocktrader23 · 06-01-2004, 12:47 AM

Meeting you was the best of luck
Screw this poem, wanna fuck?

Elli · 06-01-2004, 12:50 AM

Application For A Driving License
by Michael Ondaatje

Two birds loved
in a flurry of red feathers
like a burst cottonball,
continuing while I drove over them.
I am a good driver, nothing shocks me.

stocktrader23 · 06-01-2004, 12:50 AM

But seriously

I do show some respect to few As ecstacy got me standing next to you Getting sentimental as fuck spillin' guts to you We just met But I think I'm in love with you But you're on it too So you tell me you love me too Wake up in the morning like "yo, what the fuck we do?" I gotta go bitch You know I have stuff to do 'Cause if I get caught cheatin' then I'm stuck with you

stevo · 06-01-2004, 12:52 AM

Me ChInEsE, mE pLaY jOkE, mE gO pEe PeE iN yOuR cOkE!!!!

SmutGiant · 06-01-2004, 12:53 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by stevo
Me ChInEsE, mE pLaY jOkE, mE gO pEe PeE iN yOuR cOkE!!!!

SmutGiant · 06-01-2004, 12:53 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by Elli
Application For A Driving License
by Michael Ondaatje

Two birds loved
in a flurry of red feathers
like a burst cottonball,
continuing while I drove over them.
I am a good driver, nothing shocks me.

Maybe something that she'll believe I wrote

Elli · 06-01-2004, 12:55 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by SmutGiant
Maybe something that she'll believe I wrote

Oh, you're asking us to do your homework for you? I thought we were discussing honesty just last week.

SmutGiant · 06-01-2004, 12:56 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by Elli
Oh, you're asking us to do your homework for you? I thought we were discussing honesty just last week.

Just need to get the ball rolling, hehe... it's almost 4:00 am here.

nofx · 06-01-2004, 12:58 AM

i love you so much
you make me wanna slit my wrist
every time i see you, you make me pissed
i want to rip out your eyes
and stuff them into cherry filled pies
i'd consume them down
and i'd leave your body in a dumpster in another town.

<3

bringer · 06-01-2004, 12:59 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by nofx
i love you so much
you make me wanna slit my wrist
every time i see you, you make me pissed
i want to rip out your eyes
and stuff them into cherry filled pies
i'd comsume them down
and i'd leave your body in a dumpster in another town.

<3

i think im in love

SmutGiant · 06-01-2004, 01:01 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by nofx
i love you so much
you make me wanna slit my wrist
every time i see you, you make me pissed
i want to rip out your eyes
and stuff them into cherry filled pies
i'd comsume them down
and i'd leave your body in a dumpster in another town.

<3

Hey baby, I am the Smut Giant,
You broke up with me cuz I was a prostitutes' client.

Elli · 06-01-2004, 01:01 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by SmutGiant

Just need to get the ball rolling, hehe... it's almost 4:00 am here.

Love is staying up til 4am to do your lover's taxes for them.
Love is proofreading their essays without being asked.
Love is reading Lord of the Rings in bed, a couple pages a night, and never wanting to be somewhere else.

stocktrader23 · 06-01-2004, 01:02 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by Elli
Love is staying up til 4am to do your lover's taxes for them.
Love is proofreading their essays without being asked.
Love is reading Lord of the Rings in bed, a couple pages a night, and never wanting to be somewhere else.

Fuck a lord of the rings.

Elli · 06-01-2004, 01:03 AM

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Originally posted by stocktrader23
Fuck a lord of the rings.

Did someone piss in your cornflakes this morning? Go away.

nofx · 06-01-2004, 01:05 AM

roses are red
your mom is dead
i stabbed her in the chest
and sawed off her head
next to go was your dad
when i shot him, he looked kinda sad
all this blood, makes me horney
blah blah blah this poem is really corny

I love you ________ (insert girls name here)

stevo · 06-01-2004, 01:06 AM

This might help alil
http://www.rhymezone.com/

SmutGiant · 06-01-2004, 01:06 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by nofx
roses are red
your mom is dead
i stabbed her in the chest
and sawed off her head
next to go was your dad
when i shot him, he looked kinda sad
all this blood, makes me horney
blah blah blah this poem is really corny

I love you ________ (insert girls name here)

To tell you the truth she'd probably be happy if I shot her dad.

SmutGiant · 06-01-2004, 01:07 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by stevo
This might help alil
http://www.rhymezone.com/

That's PERFECT!! I was just about to plug "rhyming tool" into google! Thanks

Goose · 06-01-2004, 01:09 AM

roses are red, pickets are green, I like your legs - and what's in between!

nofx · 06-01-2004, 01:09 AM

http://rhyme.poetry.com

is also another good site I use sometimes.

SmutGiant · 06-01-2004, 01:11 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by nofx
http://rhyme.poetry.com

is also another good site I use sometimes.

thanks!

Goose · 06-01-2004, 01:12 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by nofx
http://rhyme.poetry.com

is also another good site I use sometimes.

Site is down.

pure energy · 06-01-2004, 01:44 AM

And the poem is for whom?

SmutGiant · 06-01-2004, 01:47 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by pure energy
And the poem is for whom?

for you

j/k... for my g/f who i havn't seen in over a week and I miss her so damn much.

nofx · 06-01-2004, 01:48 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by Goose
Site is down.

it's working for me bro

irishfury · 06-01-2004, 02:03 AM

take the ditzy chickies off their high horse
makem whisky tipsy all the white whores
even frisky gypsies mexican and black alike
are acting like you all are some acolytes
just trying to pass the night in spite of the fake words
sweet talking passes to the savage garden to flirt with mother nature
were falling thru the cracks of life grab the baggage on the asses right
egyptian religion has risen were revering endearing cats at night
laying naked next to perfection but inside im suited up
i love yous sweet nothings to secure the security im spooning up
and soon enough theyre bound to see thru the bluff
then its no longer soothing but were still ducking breakups
brush the beaver blush peter its fuck'n make up
with gonzo commentating cameramen critiquing the close up wrong
evidenced by uncomfortable imitated intimacy unless the clothes are on
self conscious theyre claiming that they lost the passion
but cant get rid of the pests burning pictures moth reaction
flowers for the dead inside and bickering clashes
love is rapid eye movement with the flickering lashes
so forget the pain with an ointment applicator to fit in the gashes
then back to tentatively picking flowers hoping the petals open
and wiping stains off the sleeeve where my purple medals broken

06-01-2004, 12:40 AM	#1
SmutGiant Confirmed User Join Date: Oct 2003 Posts: 4,895	I'm writing a love poem But I don't know where to start... how about you all post something and I'll try to work it in somehow hehe...

06-01-2004, 12:42 AM	#2
bringer i have man boobies Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: van down by the river Posts: 13,082	roses are red, violets are blue, headless likes twinkies, how about you? __________________ 333-765-551

06-01-2004, 12:47 AM	#5
stocktrader23 Let's do some business. Industry Role: Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: The dirty south. Posts: 18,781	Meeting you was the best of luck Screw this poem, wanna fuck? __________________ Hands Free Adult - Join Once, Earn For Life "I try to make a habit of bouncing my eyes up to the face of a beautiful woman, and often repeat “not mine” in my head or even verbally. She’s not mine. God has her set aside. She’s not mine. She’s His little girl, and she needs me to fight for her by keeping my eyes where they should be."

06-01-2004, 12:50 AM	#6
Elli Reach for those stars! Industry Role: Join Date: Apr 2003 Location: Vancouver, BC Posts: 17,991	Application For A Driving License by Michael Ondaatje Two birds loved in a flurry of red feathers like a burst cottonball, continuing while I drove over them. I am a good driver, nothing shocks me. __________________ email: [email protected]

06-01-2004, 12:50 AM	#7
stocktrader23 Let's do some business. Industry Role: Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: The dirty south. Posts: 18,781	But seriously I do show some respect to few As ecstacy got me standing next to you Getting sentimental as fuck spillin' guts to you We just met But I think I'm in love with you But you're on it too So you tell me you love me too Wake up in the morning like "yo, what the fuck we do?" I gotta go bitch You know I have stuff to do 'Cause if I get caught cheatin' then I'm stuck with you __________________ Hands Free Adult - Join Once, Earn For Life "I try to make a habit of bouncing my eyes up to the face of a beautiful woman, and often repeat “not mine” in my head or even verbally. She’s not mine. God has her set aside. She’s not mine. She’s His little girl, and she needs me to fight for her by keeping my eyes where they should be."

06-01-2004, 12:52 AM	#8
stevo Confirmed User Join Date: Aug 2002 Location: Orlando, Florida Posts: 2,051	Me ChInEsE, mE pLaY jOkE, mE gO pEe PeE iN yOuR cOkE!!!!

06-01-2004, 12:58 AM	#13
nofx Too lazy to set a custom title Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: Virgin Mary's womb Posts: 16,826	i love you so much you make me wanna slit my wrist every time i see you, you make me pissed i want to rip out your eyes and stuff them into cherry filled pies i'd consume them down and i'd leave your body in a dumpster in another town. <3 __________________ Often times I wonder why There's love and hate, theres live or die. When sickness comes I must decide: When feelings go, theres suicide. Last edited by nofx; 06-01-2004 at 01:02 AM..

06-01-2004, 01:05 AM	#19
nofx Too lazy to set a custom title Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: Virgin Mary's womb Posts: 16,826	roses are red your mom is dead i stabbed her in the chest and sawed off her head next to go was your dad when i shot him, he looked kinda sad all this blood, makes me horney blah blah blah this poem is really corny I love you ________ (insert girls name here) __________________ Often times I wonder why There's love and hate, theres live or die. When sickness comes I must decide: When feelings go, theres suicide.

06-01-2004, 01:06 AM	#20
stevo Confirmed User Join Date: Aug 2002 Location: Orlando, Florida Posts: 2,051	This might help alil http://www.rhymezone.com/

06-01-2004, 01:09 AM	#23
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06-01-2004, 02:03 AM	#30
irishfury Confirmed User Join Date: Aug 2003 Location: In the hearts of cowards Posts: 2,611	take the ditzy chickies off their high horse makem whisky tipsy all the white whores even frisky gypsies mexican and black alike are acting like you all are some acolytes just trying to pass the night in spite of the fake words sweet talking passes to the savage garden to flirt with mother nature were falling thru the cracks of life grab the baggage on the asses right egyptian religion has risen were revering endearing cats at night laying naked next to perfection but inside im suited up i love yous sweet nothings to secure the security im spooning up and soon enough theyre bound to see thru the bluff then its no longer soothing but were still ducking breakups brush the beaver blush peter its fuck'n make up with gonzo commentating cameramen critiquing the close up wrong evidenced by uncomfortable imitated intimacy unless the clothes are on self conscious theyre claiming that they lost the passion but cant get rid of the pests burning pictures moth reaction flowers for the dead inside and bickering clashes love is rapid eye movement with the flickering lashes so forget the pain with an ointment applicator to fit in the gashes then back to tentatively picking flowers hoping the petals open and wiping stains off the sleeeve where my purple medals broken __________________ Trust no one there all snakes