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."
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.
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
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
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