"hasselhoff" poems
I'm so emo
I never wash my clothes
I'm so emo
I can't even blow my nose
I'm so emo
My life's a tragedy
I'm so emo
Fringe is too long I can't see
I'm so emo
Mixing hipster with some goth
I'm so emo
Who is David Hasselhoff
I'm so emo
Twerking to Ronnie Radke
I'm so emo
My friend calls all her friends “daddy”
I'm so emo
I’ve got all three chokers on
I'm so emo
My squad’s called “Satan's spawn”
I'm so emo
I died in 2013
I'm so emo
I'm gonna cry myself to sleep
Apr 24, 2019
Apr 24, 2019 at 3:26 PM UTC
It was an all black car
Where ever the action went it was driving into adventure being far
It could be a mountain trail
It might be across the globe with anything but fail
But the Knight-Rider car with the nickname “KITT”
However, the car being energized and totally computerized was it
I had the opportunity while vacationing in Downtown Los Angeles to visit Universal Studios Hollywood
This is the place where all the Oscars stood
But let me fill you in a little secret
There were several other Knight-Rider cars
I will call them “Stand in Autos”
When the original Knight-Rider car crashes beyond repair
You can always depend on many many spare
Yet the Knight-Rider car was always on the move
There were thrills in action to prove
But for the moment don’t move
For example, a racing car in competition that thinks it is more Tech
But wait, the Knight-Rider car having flips and tricks being the Knight-Rider car having effect
Eye on technology in having its own elect
I almost forgot, I met the man behind Kitt’s wheels, David Hasselhoff
We actually spoke in person one on one
David Hasselhoff has height standing among
Knight-Rider car has driven into the night
But there is a spotlight giving it light
Yet the Knight-Riding car says goodnight.
Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 3:41 PM UTC
David Hasselhoff and Pamela Anderson
Watching the bay in surf, sand or sun
Running slo-mo in skimpy suits of crimson
Got their viewers' attention and then some.
Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 10:53 PM UTC
The promise of a future bright
encased in a temporal temple:
It sits among Berlin’s blinking lights,
a spaceship made to resemble.
Its oracles stood in this aluminum starchurch
dressed in sparkling ABBA track suits,
alit by glittering disco ***** with lights that search
for the future’s many loyal recruits.
But futures seldom turn out the way
that priests of the modern prophesy,
and this once sleek starship sits, decays
while stoic streams of cars drive on by.
What happened to the dreams we had
of federations who deep space explore?
Was it all just an ephemeral fad
now left in twilight, to be ignored?
Then again, this is Berlin, the place
that is built upon its broken dreams —
Utopias all cast aside, but which grace
this city with abandoned and fading gleams.
The starship sits in unending preflight,
awaiting the signal to lift off.
Its digital clock counts down to delight
but never makes it past Hasselhoff.
Climb aboard Battlestar Berlin, my friends,
fly with warp speed to nowhere at all.
Before you know it, the latest trends
will leave you yearning for total recall.
Jan 15, 2025
Jan 15, 2025 at 7:39 AM UTC
could
killing hasselhoff
be the next
big lebowski?
well, to me it already
is...
i'd prefer the whole:
killing off monty python
sense of comic...
to stress the concept of
individualism,
but be "offended"
by subjectivity?
what's this?
a lesson in how
a pendulum works?
ball hits ball,
ball hits another ball
puritanical objectivism...
actually: talking to an old
man in a park about his
bike makes: pretty much all
the sense there is...
after all, the movie is an
archetypal study of
the book of yob / hiob / jobe -
have i suddenly plaid
a false note on a flute?
o.k.: joe'b:
i.e. 'b = blib.
******* really gagged
to get technical with
language...
it's called:
an oyster eating
a herring that churns it into
a pearl...
and how many human tongues
are actually
enslaved by Poseidon
in these shell creatures?
but to discount subjectivity per se,
and only allow an en masse
objectivism...
too, much, grounding
in physics...
physics with a ******
nose, i.e. having to discuss
biological (subjective) realism...
realism, i.e. ****
back into physical reality;
or rather:
subjectivism, yes, in the focus
on intra-space,
and yes, objectively speaking
in the focus of inter-space...
which:
hardly a case for the "offended",
as if getting ****** off needs
a thesaurus cipher-cloak...
now, in the vicinity,
in the immediate sense,
an anti-thesis
of dasein: or rather,
in english translation:
there's being...
which implies
an inclination toward: in situ.
i still think
killing hasselhoff
is the next cult movie on
the lines of
the big lebowski...
4.3/10 - 1,319 votes...
(out of) /
(based on) -
my ***
my my, haven't we become
very, subtle, creatures?
sure, others prefer the tailoring
of a tux, as opposed
to, being pedantic.
Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 3:20 PM UTC