bad ass poems

[tokinsmoke]

im 20 thank u......
ive heard that before so shut the hell up.....

damn

peace

[bigverybig]

you must be smoking plastic or crazy glue its not good for you.
do you hear thing in your head too
good luck and yes i did write it ok

ps smoke the good weed ok

[ermitonto]

One time in middle school I had to write a poem and I did mine on the creation and development of the universe, but I hated doing the project so if you read the first letter of every other line backwards it read "MRS MEHRMAN SUCKS". Well, a couple days later Mrs. Mehrman wanted to talk to me about my poem. I was afraid she found my hidden message but instead she asked me "Did you really write this poem?", so I said yes and then she asked me what it was about and I explained it to her and she just said "OK" and sent me on my way. It was probably because I actually applied a meter and rhyme scheme to my poem unlike everybody else.

[Dick Justice]

I had a poetry assignment once, and I wrote about how books are like trees because they're made of dead trees. Inspired, I know.

[tokinsmoke]

you must be smoking plastic or crazy glue its not good for you.
do you hear thing in your head too
good luck and yes i did write it ok

ps smoke the good weed ok

ok ok u win........geez
but i know ive heard that before.....
whatever u say ya know......
im sure others agree with me......

and i would smoke the good shit but
im pregnant so....

peace

[Dick Justice]

Yeah, I've definitely heard that one, too. That ranks somewhere around the old "jingle bells, batman smells, robin laid an egg" ditty.

[ermitonto]

Perhaps you're thinking of a song Nelson Muntz sang on the Simpsons:

Joy to the world, the teacher's dead.
We barbequed her head.
What happened to her body?
We flushed it down the potty.
And 'round and 'round it goes.
And 'round and 'round it goes...

[Dick Justice]

Heh, I remember that one too. But I definitely remember that first poem. Sung to the tune of "On Top of Old Smokey." I almost remember the other verses, actually.

How pathetic. I've retained more knowledge from third grade than freshman year.

[bigdaddy420]

I thought of a poem while reading this thread. You guys have probably hear it but here goes.

Mary had a little lamb
And she tied it to a heater
Everytime it turned around
It burned it's little................foot.

[Dick Justice]

There once was a man from Nantucket
He told his dear wife to come give him a back rub.