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[sid] => 123451
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Barbwire fence
[time] => 2006-07-20 08:05:48
[hometext] => This is a fictional poem
[bodytext] => Old man Smith has a sign that says not to trespass. I crawled under his barbwire fence and it pricked my ***. That darn fence also ripped off my pants. My legs got covered with about two hundred ants. They climbed up my underwear and started biting my ***. They all ran to the ground when I passed gas. I turned around and saw Old man Smith's bull. I started running because I'm no fool. The bull chased me and used its horns to tear off my underwear. I finally got away but I was embarrassed and scared. I needed to get home without being seen. But an old lady fainted when she saw me. Being seen naked was something I was trying to prevent. When that old lady saw me, I nearly died of embarrassment. Running from that bull was very intense. That's the last time I'll crawl under a barbwire fence. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 202 [topic] => 7 [informant] => randyjohnson [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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