[dighton]

Roses are red,
A fast Italian sports car ain't cheap,
Man it's hot outside,
This poem don't even rhyme or scan or nothing.

[headsonpikes]

doesn't, please. ;^)

[tet68]

"He calls you, "My Bitch"
And , "Get me a Beer!"
If He don't beat you up.
You think heaven is near.

You know he is "doing"
every slut on the block
You can taste them every time
he makes you ____ __ ____!

The mayor spends Millions
to make you aware.
While you just want to wash
that goop from your hair.

Your girl friends all say,
"He's such a BAD man!"
But they're all doing him,
while you're in the can.

[parsifal]

Gosh, and I thought,

Shake it
Don't break it
Wrap it up
And I'll take it.

was the nadir of this type of poetry. Or is it zenith? Apogee? Oh,heck, the height. The height. parsy who is lost for the right durn word.

PS: Ever heard of Sax Rohmer? I just bought one of his books. And I got "From Opium Fiend to Preacher" by A.P. Quirmbach, 1907. parsy who broke for buying books.