Blast! You beat me to it!
Posted on 01/20/2009 1:08:16 PM PST by mnehring
So easy, a poet could do it.
The internet is full of poetry generators, most of which do a better job than Elizabeth Alexander's strange musings. My favorite, the Beatnik Rambler.
The United States
muscle hath United The are just its much 'cause athlete you
freaks am liking No, then dance, toes of the drug deeply. to sing, to
dance, to watch "Frasier" weekly...
yet time waneth not like unto the moon and whatever's there Dancing
the Boogah 'neath the big Disco Ball.
When is this ranting to end!? I declair. All this pointless waste of
air. Don't breathe! My soul on fire and while dolphins tweeted the dephts of the cloud
Try your own from one of these poetry generators.
Indeed I am.
“Sitting in his seat, a seat broad and broken / In, sprinkled with ashes, / Pop switches channels, takes another / Shot of Seagrams, neat, and asks / What to do with me, a green young man / Who fails to consider the / Flim and flam of the world, since / Things have been easy for me.” The second, “Underground,” offers a vivid if obscurely symbolic description of a tribe of submarine primates. An exemplary few lines go, “Under water grottos, caverns / Filled with apes / That eat figs. / Stepping on the figs / That the apes / Eat, they crunch.”
Bet he got laid by hairy white chicks alot with that crap.....
I sees water fallin from da sky
The ground iz as wet as uh hippo in da river
Mud from da riverbank stains da mat in da parlor all ye damn hood ratz
I ax da question - Ain’t Oboma GREAT
Blast! You beat me to it!
Credit Card Blues??
Wasn’t “kill my landlord” part of an Eddie Murphy-SNL sketch circa 1984?
Seriously, I will beat the crap out of any poem I run across today... they better stay outta my way... ;^)
“Ibity bibity sibity sab
ibity bibity - canal boat”
(Herman Munster 1963)
“Little fly upon the wall
ain’t ya got no clothes at all?
ain’t ya go no shimmie shirt?
ain’t ya go no petty shirt?
shoo fly !”
(Curly Howard - 3 Stooges Short )
I can’t stop my leg.
I can’t stop my leg.
I can’t stop my leg.
My leg stopped.
There it goes again.
My entry.. lol this is funny.
Change and Hope Dope
We blow a bubble; large, amoebic, ever-changing colors of the rainbow.
Funny Clown, bunch a balloons
Neatness doesn’t count when you lick the bowl of cookie dough
My leg stopped.
There it goes again.
Is it tingling?
Nobody’s every written a song about REAL pain...
Umm-ummmh aeoh! Umm-uoomh!
Ooh! Oh! Uh uh!.
Aaah. Uoh, aah!
Let it go!
Let it go!
Let it go! Let it go!
I don’t believe I can take much more.
Let it go! Aah!
Got a pain down inside,
won’t be denied.
Yeah, every time I try,
I can’t be satisfied.
Let it go! Woah, ummh!
Let it, let it go! Oh! Waaaoooh!
This pain down inside,
just won’t let me be satisfied.
Let it go!
Splash!!! Spshhh....
Feel, ah, I feel alright!
Yeah, I feel alright!
Splash!!! Shpsh...Yeah.
I feel alright!
Splash! Flush! Phew. Phew. Phew...
Feel alright!
- Constipation Blues (Screamin’ Jay Hawkins)
I live in a shanty in the shantytown.
We have no money so we had to sleep on the ground.
I played the music. My father he dig a ditch.
My mother she do laundry life sure was a bitch.
But ‘till we killed the white people. Ooh we gun make them hurt.
Kill the white people yea. But buy my record first.
Ooh yea. Why don’t you buy my record?
We sing of freedom and ooh equality.
But we really don’t care we just want money money money.
We want to drive in a big black limosine.
Get so high off ganja we cant even see.
and then we kill the white people. Ooh we gunna make them hurt.
Kill the white people. Yea. Ooh but buy my record first ooh.
When u go in the record store. We gunna wait outside.
We gunna hit them in the head with a bat and make them cry.
but ‘till we kill the white people.
Yea but buy my record first.
THE SAVIOR AWAITS
SNORTING COCAINE WITH OPRAH
HE'S A BAD PERSON
I’m gonna get me a shotgun...
...and kill all the whities I see,
I’m gonna get me a shotgun and kill all the whities I see.
When I kill all the whities I see, then whitey he won’t bother me,
I’m gonna get me a shotgun and kill all the whities I see.
Hey, there’s one now!
ROTFL!
<Kill My Landlord, Kill my Landlord!
LOL! That goes back a looong time, my FRiend.
Dark and lonely on a summer’s night
Kill my landlord
Kill my landlord
Watchdog barking
Do he bite?
Kill my landlord
Kill my landlord
Slip in his window
Break his neck
Then his house
I start to wreck
Got no reason
What the heck
Kill my Landlord
Kill my landlord
C-I-L-L
my l a n d l o r d
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