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ITS RHYME TIME, ITS YOUR TURN TO SHINE

edited November -1 in General Discussion
Post your retarded poems/rhymes or your serious poems/rhymes... WHATEVER FLOATS YOUR BOAT YOU GOAT!

Ok I'll Start... This is called, "My Friend Fred, I wish he was dead"

So I went to Fred and this is what I said,
I said oh em gee I've lost all my street cred,
So Fred said to me Lost?Ha! and I said to Fred,
Yes Fred, that is what I said.

So I slapped Fred, And Fred stated to cry,
Sorry Mel, Fred Said
I swear I'll get it back or at least I'll try,
But Fred went reluctantly to bed,
you see fred had a bad day, and he'd obviously been high.

He woke up with a headache,
do doubt from the slap,
So he said He'd bake himself a cake,
But first he'd freshen up, so he opend the tap,
then slipped on the floor and drained out the lake.
Oh Fred, every move is a mistake...

Fred awoke to a drowned apartment,
And the sounds of an unwelcome purcussion,
The land lord had come, to collect overdue rent,
And Fred had been out due to the painfull concussion.

I was the landlord,
An awesome one too,
I'm a certified Item hord,
I was so Pissed I kicked him with my shoe.

Fred I said, Get out of this place,
Fred you bum, pay me and get out,
Fred I don't want you to leave a trace,
So Fred left, a bump on his head, and a big jerky pout.
Most likely a foool with not a strand of grace.

Thats my stroy of Fred and I,
I really tried with Fred, but Fred could hardly eat pie,
without a thought in his head Fred never did try,
Fred lacked all the skills, and he had only one eye,
Fred placed 10 in a 9 person race and thought it was a tie.

Oh Fred.... Please don't cry,
just die.

Comments

  • gary was a sad guy
    all wanted was to be high
    then he went to holland
    and bought a magic hand

    it grants wishs you know
    and so he desided so..
    to wish away his daily blues
    to wish to why OH MY WHAT NEWS


    then he died
  • so morbid! hahaha

    but tis why i heart thee
  • i like rice
    never had lice
    we have no food
    i say dude
    my phone is blue
    so is your shoe



    i dont know
  • This is my poem entitled Italy is going to destroy the US tomorrow and I'm really excited:

    please keep this thread alive
    I cannot rhyme to survive.
    I also can't spell.
    I must be going to hell.
  • I can't find my book of poems damn,
    They're hidden away with some lesbian ham,
    This is a mad thread
    So mad I might just pop off to bed.



    Hehe I pulled off an excellent Mighty Boosh quote!!!!
  • "My Sweater"

    How about we go to the beach on thursday?
    If it gets cold on that day
    I will lend you my sweater, is that ok?
    and if you lose my sweater on that day
    I will hug you for a day, ok?
    that will surely make you pay.

    And if you were to steal my sweater
    I would love to do no better
    than pit a feather in my hat
    and flap my wings, just like a bat
    and that should be the end of that.

    Now if you got my sweater wet
    I would have to buy a jet
    and fly around the world to meet a vet
    and buy some wool to make a new sweater, which isn't wet.

    Now it is time to go to the beach for the day
    do you think it will be cold out today?
    I'll take my sweater, just in case
    maybe we'll have a picnic, I'll take my suitcase
    why don't we sit down, and embrace
    the sunlight that shines on our face
    I don't think we will need that sweater in my suitcase
  • smelly fish
    smell like fish
    oh that didnt rhyme
    bugger
  • I find myself asleep,
    Or am i awake,
    But I'm with you,
    So I must be dreaming,
    Don't wake up.
    Don't leave.
    Don't struggle.
    Don't tease.
    Bye.
    I'll see you again,
    In my dreams.
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