"nitwits" poems
My auspicious and audacious assault augments the annoyance of aged accomplices.
My bodacious broadside of boffolas berates and buffaloes bros beneficently.
A classy crusade Clownishly chiseling and criticizing childishness.
A devilish ********** of dillydallying dullards; devoutly denying dimwits the dulcet dream of defiance.
Excessive, exuberant edification, ebulliently eliminating education-evictees.
A fair-weather frolic in flippancy with furious fools floundering in flawed foppishness.
Gregariously grating glum guys gleefully, growing grander garnishes of gripping gallantry gaily.
Heckling hooligans highlights my heavenly humor.
Irreverently irking irritable, iniquitous idiots in inestimably infuriating and incredible instances.
A jolly, jocular **** joking with jerks.
A kreiger kicking kleptomaniacs in the karyotype. (Cut me some slack, this is 'k', after all.)
A ludicrous, laughing lambaste of lollygagging lunatics, loftily loosing luscious lunacy on lucky losers.
A magnificent masterpiece of malfeasance, a monstrous, malevolent mission of massive misfortune for the minor minors missing no malicious missive.
A noxious, narcissistic niggling of nitwits, niftily nixing the noisome naivete of niggardly nobs.
An offhand, off-color outburst of outlandish observations to outclass the obnoxious overtures of obsequious offal.
A pragmatic prediction of possible platitudes or platypi, a placid parley of pyrotechnic pleasantries provoking Pyrrhic protections by prurient prats.
A quixotic quibble quarreling with a queer quarry.
Ribald ribbing, ruining the robust reality of the repreachful, repugnant, and rapacious with risque ridiculousness.
A silly, slighting slander of sluglike slavishness, succinctly sinking sloppy simpletons sourly.
Tracing the titillating talent of towing tyranny to towering terrors to tactless, togless, terrapins of the times.
Jan 7, 2012
Jan 7, 2012 at 11:25 PM UTC
When life gives you lemons you make lemonade....So what happens when life gives you peanuts? Do you make peanut butter. I am writing this because I feel that it is necessary to show the World what I am thinking at the moment. Here is another little thing I just thought up "Sticks and Stones may break my Bones but Life-Alert will Save me. True Enough. So to say the least I think the entire World needs Life-Alert because their are a lot.....LOT of mean people in the World. Well this is where ill end your laughing. Take care and PROSPER. Enjoy life and Drink Lemonade. Brought to you by the ObamaCare Association for Nitwits. LOL I don't know where I am going with this. Well bye guys. :D
Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 3:57 PM UTC
trunks filled with junk and the crunk juice flows
flunked out pill popping junkies with no cash go
drunkenly to the shrunken head show
knowing they stunk.
The monks dunked funky mumps victims
on bunk beds and licked them
instead of fixing lunk-headed situations
with linkin-log technologic advances
drinking dogs retrofitted with dance moves
groove on the wooden floor while ****** bore
the Moors with tales of divorce and random ***********
on all fours in doorways
during bad plays on the interstate…
demonstrators, unregulated, on roller skates
wait at the gates of the ingrates filled with hate
and throw pie plates with fated accuracy
and the belated bureaucratic picnic
nitwits in knickers knuckle bump
and plump debutants snicker
the wicker croquet mallets
perform ballet in the chalet
and I have to valet the cars –
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 5:35 PM UTC
***Please use caution in reading. If you are easily offended ****** hell, don't even begin to read.***
first there was one that turned to three
indeed their swill does give a thrill
If you can't laugh
Then dear don't read
For these three are a gas
As they sit upon their *****
"banana-arse, pindick, douche-mouth and ***********
"Mucktub, shitswill, tittledick and butt-flocker"
"pencil **** turtle *** and ********
All of these one by one
all in jest
all in fun
Some get offended
Righteously indignant
Cries of outrage
Forever judged nitwits
**** ***** twits, ***** and tricks"
"farts, ***** monkeys, and cream"
"nut-nurse, wet-nurse, and cursed ****
Words of fun and pun
Things that make one laugh and squeal
Those that spit out this swill
Are surely needing some soap to chill
******** trichdick, drippingmonkey"
"clicksucker, buttflucker, hosesucker"
****** hell, bladdermouth, cumquat"
Which of these do describe the three
As they spill their load
On each page of our woes
An ode to the three
Keep on your spree
I myself enjoy thee..............
Wish only that I could be as funny
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Please do not repeat without being trained by a professional dirt talker
This can be dangerous and can cause permanent damage to the cerebral cortex. Any cost from damages is paid strictly by the damaged not the writers.
If symptoms occur please get to the nearest mental institution
Where you will be placed in a straight jacket in a padded room
Until we can determine no permanent damage has been caused by this shitswill
Oct 4, 2010
Oct 4, 2010 at 3:19 PM UTC
By: Cedric McClester
We have a crisis
When the savages of ISIS
Blow up antiquities
And summarily lay siege
To Syria’s ancient ruins
Which is totally incongruent
With the Prophet’s example
Which is recorded and ample
It’s a travesty and a shame
What they do in Islam’s name
Because it’s not reflective of
The religion of peace and love
And the hatred that they fuel
Havin’ broken every rule
So it’s open to debate
If their end game is the caliphate
Al Baghdadi proselytizes
While his true mission he disguises
On the ground are lots of boots
That’s comprised of old and new recruits
As Syria and Iraq get hotter
They’re like lambs being led to slaughter
And many more nitwits he’ll find
Who tune into him on line
Soon they will discover
It’s not one thing it’s the other
And the women can’t escape
From the drudgery and ****
And the men overworked and underpaid
For the devil’s bargain that they made
See they’re all going straight to hell
In a handbasket can’t you tell
Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2014. All rights reserved.
Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 12:16 AM UTC
to wit, to know it
with wit a whit of witness
to twitter nitwits
Aug 2, 2021
Aug 2, 2021 at 4:25 PM UTC