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[aid] => Mick
[title] => SICK DRY HUMOR!
[time] => 2003-08-13 12:05:00
[hometext] => Had too many bears, er I mean Beers. Hiccup!
[bodytext] => My native tongue is African, Though I am American white. I took it from his mouth tonight. A cannibals delight! I burnt that tongue out on the grill. I ready myself for another kill. I’m so sorry I wasted the other. I wonder if he has a twin brother? You know I am not prejudiced. I hate everyone all the same. If I can’t speak their lingo, What’s the good in knowing their name. When people stop to talk to me, I walk on by, eyes toward the ground. When they call me stuck up, I say no! Gravity always keeps me stuck down. Those cowboys they would buff a low. Did they sometimes buff a high? It had to be when picante sauce, From New York was way too dry. The title is the funniest thing I have written on this page. That you went and read it all Should leave you in a rage. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 7 [informant] => robert_edgar_burns [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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