"Ira" (A sexual scribe)

[P.E.N.G.U.I.N.]

some of us have friend's
and others hear voice's
we are what we eat
so make better choices
junkyard your a nut
its ok im one too
you say cool shit
that seems to be true

Friendowl always posts in a poetic form. It doesn't rhyme but there is some method to his madness and his posts are usually very fun and/or helpful.

Man, nice poem. I like poetry, but I'm sad that usually poets don't get known as being poets because it's rare that a poem is read in public.

P.E.N.G.U.I.N. Reviewed by P.E.N.G.U.I.N. on 06-01-2006. "Ira" (A sexual scribe) â??Iraâ?� Emerald eyes of most sullen sheen pierce the soul, those eyes of green. A gaze of relentless stormy sky ache the seduction drawing nigh. Her tender heart, like the Monarchs wing, pounds in fury for the coming king, the butterfly bosom thus leads astray Rating: 5