So,Here's the Deal with Ninja Poems

Consider this the ultimate, on-going contest of poet hilarity. Create an off-the-cuff poem or respond to others' with lyrics of your own. Don't take yourself too seriously and just let it go! Consider it therapeutic.

I started it off with a couple of my own classics. I'm sure you guys can do better. Send an email with your poem and I'll post it if it's worthy. Oh, and try not to be too filthy! A little innuendo is fine, but keep the curse words to a minimum.

PS Your mom.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Redneck Pick-Up Lines

I came across this while stumbling the web and while this isn't technically a poem, it's still funny as hell:

"Girl, your body reminds me of a wrench, 'cause when I look at it my nuts tighten up."

Friday, September 5, 2008

Keg Beer

by C. Mi Stroganov

Shiny can, rubber hose

Sweet aroma to thy nose


Filled with ice, plastic basket

Drink to much, get your ass kicked


One pump, two, three pump, four

Bryan's laid out on the floor


Nate's cup, fill 'er up

No need for Seagram's 7-up


Swish, fizz, bubbly sound

Time for another round


Chief, Bingo, Honey McB

Someone's tires receiving pee


Theresa, Cassie, playing games

Nothing like two lesbo dames


Friends, snow, season's here

Drinking, drunk, that's keg beer

The Beaver that Got Away

by C. Yer Peach


I hunt squirrel and I hunt deer

I've bagged ten roosters in a year


I hunt goat and I hunt pig

I'd hunt Rosie if she weren't so big


I hunt oxen and I hunt cow

If I spot a turtle, my gun goes POW


I've hunted rabbits in a carrot patch

I beat bigfoot in a wrestling match


I hunt doe and I hunt stag

But there's one thing I can't bag


It's small and furry and I hate to say

It's the beaver that got away


I've searched high and I've searched low

I've searched the pants of a two-bit ho


That pesky beaver eludes me yet

But I'll bag it someday you can bet


I'll ram my barrell down it's throat

And unleash hell until it chokes