Let's write so many poems
we could stack them
to the sky
let's roll them up
and smoke them
or just recite them
til we die
my head is full of poems
my shed is full of *****
my bed is full
of springs and wool
it's where I go
to snooze
you got another poem?
well submit it to the site
right now I'm fixing steak'umms
but I'll read them all tonite
so let's share another poem
let's dare another rhyme
let's declare that
there's none fairer
but beware of one of mine!
©2011 Lyn
Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 10:36 AM UTC
Pugsley snugs
on ugly rugs
and smugly shrugs
at Beak
But Beaky's peaking
and tweakily tweaking
while squeakily speaking
to Pink
And Pinky thinks
they're rinky *****
with stinky sinks
and ***** winks
Then Twiggy giggles
and jiggly wiggles
her wiggly jiggles
at Mister Higgles
And Mister Hig-g-l
Wait a second
Who's Mister Higgles?
'Undercover CBPP,' says he
(Crazy Bad Poem Police)
'Okay, let's break it up!
Enough of this stupid poem
Let's go, let's break it up!
Stay off bad poems people,
this stuff'll rot your
brain!"
©2011 Lyn
Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 10:26 AM UTC
I gave my friend a dime
to see his mother climb
a giant forest pine
in almost record time
she couldn't get back down
she jumped and hit the ground
we thought she broke her crown
she didn't make a sound
we thought that she was dead
until she moved her head
we put her in a bed
and called our Doctor Ted
he said that she was fine
but it's not right to climb
a giant forest pine
for just a lousy dime!
©1976 Lyn
Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 10:09 AM UTC
I'm so good
I'm so free
I'm a girl
don't look at me
I hate it here
all that I see
I wish you all
would die
I'm so bored
I steal for kicks
to get some dough
I trick some tricks
my boyfriend
sent me ***** pics
so gross I thought
I'd die
Peggy's preggie
so is Sue
those two are hoes
what else is new
I met a guy
they call him Blue
so hot I thought
I'd die
my parents are
a stupid joke
they're both so dumb
I wish they'd croak
I can't believe I'm
so **** broke
I hope you all
will die!
©2011 Lyn
Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 9:59 AM UTC
A locking click
the clear is hall
a clocking tick
is hear I all
a rocking drop
the near is fall
a blocking chop
I fear the saw
a pampy crapper
I nose my hold
a campy happer
I clothes my fold
a fighty scrapper
that big is bloke
a lighty snapper
I cig my smoke!
©2011 Lyn
Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 9:46 AM UTC
I knew a lady trapper
who would trap out in the styx
she used to be a flapper
back in nineteen twenty-six
I met her in a diner
well not really just a bar
and I told her I'm a miner
as she puffed on her cigar
She said 'Gus your kinda ugly
and your breath stinks awful bad
but I been fussin with my fugly
so I'll tell you why I'm sad
See I love to hunt for ******
it's my passion I can't lie
but I left my love's receiver
cuz she won't eat ****** pie
Now I could have dried some jerky
guess I should have fried some pork
but my ****** tastes so perky
fugly wouldn't touch her fork
Gus I miss her I'm so lonely
she's my only, what a dish
I can't leave her over ******
so from now on tuna fish!"
©2011 Lyn
Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 7:29 PM UTC
Eating rolls and slurping soup
where's the can I gotta
find a pencil make a list
of all the things that get me
mad as heck I'm in the pits
a girl walks by with giant
glasses on she looks so smart
until she says she's gonna
see her dentist Doctor Ted
he pulls her tooth she gives him
ten bucks now and with some luck
later on she'll let him
**** a lemon spit a seed
drink a beer and smoke some
we'd better go there's lots to do
but no more soup I'm gonna spew!
©2011 Lyn
Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 7:14 PM UTC
Pete is lying on a beanbag
underneath a cover white
hears a rumble from below him
wakes up with an awful fright
then a hand comes by and slaps him
grabs his head and holds on tight
poor Pete's always getting beat on
almost every single night!
©2012 Lyn
Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 6:19 PM UTC
Sister Sue
the ****** nun
stole the tithes
and bought a gun
walked into
the convent's choir
screamed you ******
and opened fire
and all her life she
prayed and prayed
that she'd be standing
center stage
Amazing Grace
is what she chose
to solo while
the chorus rose
but they wouldn't let
Sister Sue
sing in sunday school
no they wouldn't let her
hum a hymn
or even mime a few
they said God
is our director
and He thinks
you **** too
so they wouldn't let
Sister Sue
sing in sunday school
Sister Sue
the ****** nun
©1987 Lyn
Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 5:11 PM UTC
I remember them
they were nestled
like spoons
warm in their web
like one soft cocoon
their lust was my terror
as I clung to my beer
and laughed at them saying
you alive under there?
windy blue days
a blanket and trees
a cliff by the ocean
we walked by in degrees
looking and thinking
we've disturbed their **********
a moment of bliss
that they're undertaking
but their bodies were statues
cuz they were aware
of young cannibals lurking
you alive under there?
©1988 Lyn
Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 12:09 PM UTC