[Ilovewritingpoems]

My latest masterpiece:
Do not drink and smoke
When the list of products
The Kitchen Sink
Was
Very
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Best cooked or raw pork EW
Tree, but the hair
Welcome to our beautiful
George Forty, and may be punishable
My urine is the best
Therefore, you should kiss her a lot of the
OK to tap cowboys
Oh, just an orgasm
And really big fasaming
I have a more
The network will be based on sound
I do not know, but his motive
Julia is the best test I
And this would be a mistake
All
Hi, I have a yew
See
I worked on the bird
Yes, I believe it is. "
Priceless is the fact that I need to supply oil to the water

The first ever poem I wrote: (I think I was 6 and 3 quarters)
In July a big appetite.
Cake me, their headquarters is in a meeting of the floor,
I start work on the influence of
Up and whip it - many
It has a wild leaves and drinks, Saturday,
Engine can eat a pie dish Juicy
Seeds planted in the gears
The Spirit of God to increase sperm
He was furious, and dance to the
He has a good case in ',' Hey, I saw Fred
Honey me and the excise on the production anginose
Rolled in the same breath, he was rich from the aghatava
Rich kourt open up my heart
Nyameun Day day, it was in my mind
Speakers begin to fart
Fred Ritchie is blown, gas, and is therefore a bad idea
Fred, Gail Flo out of his ass in the country
There are ways to eat raw Lucy pm
Angina Fat makes you keep
Gail in the future, such as oil, are accepted
When you boil water in the start of the bad
And all the food in July

Please let me know what you think

[Ilovewritingpoems]

My name is Harry, until my son. For I know my body. For it is not me and my son. And I in the prison. I think defeated. Barack Obama and get Read More profound alarm. Cursed is the earth and spit on a lost sheep. That's interesting. I think the effect of disease. Hit me in the head and leg pass away, but I went, and went out. Of food and some are wild goats, pigs and imprisonment, a lion All Rights Reserved. Run, 1 in jumped the people, and others, that is, the Welsh would not.



Just came up with this now with a friend, I think its brill.

[Ilovewritingpoems]

Oh my gosh, ignore the above, they make no sense. This one though... whoa I think I am on par with shakespeare.

Posts calf fat.
But he was afraid, I do not know.
So he pulled out of the body.
If the abdomen and legs.
All people Evvi evvi.
Animals and plants in the garden now, and that
In short, we have the whole day, I think it really baaaad.
Saaaad sheep or not.
If he is hungry.
A woman who sits with me.
I knew I had to exert much effort to hide.
Frelon casualties injury.
Women drink a little distance.
We provide stable angina in women.
Remote control, seeding and planting.
The heart of progress.
Horny pole dancing equipment.
Jack AOS vagina.
Management software and coronary heart disease frelon share.
Farting wife.
I will open my heart and body.
Dinar Dinar deuterium in my heart not to breastfeed.
Buck, if our
Jack and evil head and
Lucy and Jack go.
Lucy exclaimed feed axis.
This spirit of angina juicy.
Lucia, as expected, when I see oil on the bed.
But I hate the process.
In July, we are on a diet.
In July of appetite.
For the life of residents.
For the implementation began.
cervical spine - a lot.
Woods and drink Sit Amet.
We believe juicy.
Seeds are planted in the car.
Spirit of sperm and
And he was angry and cents.
Good: "Hey, I saw Jack.
Production of honey with coronary heart disease in particular.
Dressed in the same spirit he aghatava very rich.
The heart of the rich Kouri.
Sunday Niameun my heart.
Perdyt sound.
We have introduced the concept of evil, Jack Ritchie.
Jack, Lucy, cast ass at home.
After all, even to make them easy to do, Lucy.
Ischemic heart disease or high cholesterol.
Lucia, the future of oil.
If you have bad water, cooking, and how they go.
In July, the whole body.
I do not drink, not smoke clouds.
The message will be.
Drain.
With him.
More.
From
EV - pork cooked and not the best.
But I'm sure.
But the more beautiful things.
George, 40, should be punished.
To my urine.
And what he loved.
Click [OK] cowboy.
Yellow.
Oh, it's easy.
Fasaming really great.
I
Sound.
I do not know, etoloji.
More Julia.
This is how bad
All
U of
View
I am a bird.
Indeed, it is, I think. "
I need a lot of water in oil.
My name is Harry, a boy. For I know my body. Because they do not live with me and my son. I'm not in jail, I do not fear and pain แ teehigi! Interestingly, spit, as wayward sheep. I have the disease, setting up, and I think that the head and legs. Place wild goats, pigs, lions and more prisons. No one in the Welsh run.

[Coeusful]

You're like the Jackson Pollock of the poetry world. I kind of like what you've done... It's chaotic but still kind of vivid and enjoyable.

[Scythe]

I don't understand a word of what you say... yet it is oddly rivetting and enjoyable.

[Ilovewritingpoems]

Thankyou I have a strange way of writing poetry, it just comes to me in a bizarre way.

I have written some other poems which are a bit more normal but they are a bit more personal and not as fun to write.

[deltabomber]

Awful. Just awful. You don't understand what poetry is at all....

[Ilovewritingpoems]

I doubt anyone is interested but I came up with another, the words flashed in my head and I wrote them down.

Disk of smile,
And the sharks,
That recent changes facing the market and lead the comments of a severe shortage,
And the service abuse,
A nice girl,
A city escape forward.
He was cold and gray in color and amazing his friends,
And life is too late to return said funds on hand - I until recently,
I solutions,
The solutions developed as part of a country,
We have not closed the public hearing is a bird,
Is believed to be a cry,
He learned to play at night,
I consideration,
I know. "I was a child, or in fact, I love you, see below,"
The operating room, mouth, lead, beads, I Love You,
I understand,
"Thank you".
"Saved my life" ...

[the bear]

Dense shark oleometer combining with
Is it really necessary to fill the pantry ?
Mrs Badger produces umpteen quails from her
Is it is it is it intrepid wang

[Safx]

I don't understand...

but it's your poetry so as long as it's meaningful to you lol

[Ilovewritingpoems]

(Original post by the bear)
Dense shark oleometer combining with
Is it really necessary to fill the pantry ?
Mrs Badger produces umpteen quails from her
Is it is it is it intrepid wang

I love this

[the bear]

(Original post by Ilovewritingpoems)
I love this

Orange bin meringues loping gamily across the
She waved her palookas mysteriously at the Gatekeeper
Oleagraph them please he wittered kindly and so
It was that the trumpet major came to town
Ferrity ferrity gongle that my pritstick

[DotComBoom]

You have a... unique.... style...

[ChocoholicPolyglot]

I like it It's something different. I wouldn't worry too much about criticism (even if it is constructive) if I were you because I think poetry is about the connection between the writer and their pen. It has to be special to you as they are your thoughts and something personal.

[the bear]

the dinner lady groaned with pleasure
as she unwrapped the goatsticks
and nibbled daintily with her bronze molars
My Norbert liked these she ejaculated
He preferred the rhubarb although
They were restricted to graduates
The headmaster swapped them for a go
On Norbert's personal hovercraft

[heythereluckyone]

If you are serious, then I think they are great. I love the unconventional style. It actually reminds me of something from the late 50s and 60s and makes me think that you are very creative and open-minded. But I get the feeling you're joking.

[A level Az]

In all honesty, I think they're all terrible and I think I've read better from people in primary school. The odd thing is is that the poem you wrote when you were 6 is better than the rest, so your level of ? (I'm not going to call it poetry) is clearly declining.

[Ilovewritingpoems]

(Original post by A level Az)
In all honesty, I think they're all terrible and I think I've read better from people in primary school. The odd thing is is that the poem you wrote when you were 6 is better than the rest, so your level of ? (I'm not going to call it poetry) is clearly declining.

I was joking about being 6, but I appreciate it's not to everyone's taste. Thank you for the comment.

Also thanks to everyone else who commented

[Harry Callahan]

Absolutely dreadful. Poetry shouldn't just be a load of fancy words thrown into lines. It actually has to have meaning.