"twirlie" poems
There once was a time
Where you could drive
Over anything
At anytime
Then stood 5 guys
With their trucks
And all they had to do
Was run over the most bucks
As the race started
All the trucks farted.
Then they drove
Right into the grove
Yelling "Hillbilly Killtime!"
It was all wierd
Yet crazy fun
Until a guy drove
Right into dung
And there he was
A sitting duck
Stuck in his truck
With nothin but some beer
So while he sat
In his truck
That was stuck.
He drunk his beer
While he can watch and hear
His brother chasing a deer,
Eventually doin a cartwheel.
But then his truck
Did a twirlie
So he died
Without a feeling
The guy in his truck
Watched his brother die,
Then,
Without a deer
He took another sip of beer!
Then he watched his friend Liger
Getting chased by a tiger
Eventually getting eaten.
Then came Steven,
The quiet one,
Who died quickly
By a lion
Then there was Bill
Who just got killed
By blowin up his truck
Doin a dunk
Last came Jerry,
As light as a fairy,
Who got his **** kicked and killed
By a deer named Berry.
Back to the guy
Stuck in his truck.
He just found out
What saved his buck.
It was the thing that got him stuck.
Who could think
A piece of stink
Just saved your ****
Then he found out
That his truck
Didn't get stuck
On a piece of crap.
He actually landed
On the railroad tracks!
He heard the choo-choo
And knew he was *******
The beer was gone,
So that left one thing to do.
So then he pulled out
A MOUNTAIN DEW!
Then he died.
Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 3:17 PM UTC
You came
Into
my world
Like
I did
Into
yours
We collided
two
hurricanes
Brewing
Breathieng
Upon
oceans
of life
Picking up
speed
Never
any sight
of
land
Nowhere
and
nothing
Big
Hard
Soft
Bright
Right
Enough
To stop
The twirlie whirling
Spinning
Speeding
Feeding
needing
More.
Forever...
Needing
More
We
Embraced
Graced
Each other
two
hurricanes...
....Catching
Falling
Holding
Tight
....Each
Screaming
Thundering
Plummeting
Out
of
And
Into
The
In
And
Out
Of
All
Of
You
Out
In
Of all
Off
Me
two
hurricanes
Collide
The
world
goes
quiet
storms
Rmerge
Chaos
Finds
No
Place
To roam
To ****
To roam
...then, only then.....
Chaos dies
Chaos dies
The eye Is Safe
Here
in
our
storm
The earth has
Already
Quaked
The
Rains have
Already
poured down
On us
Like
Rocks
Hitting hard
Cement
The winds are
Quiet
The sky
Is
Smiling
Light
Upon us
All
Up
In
Us
What
Happens
when
Storms collide?
Do
The two storms turn into one?
Or does the storm die
Completely ...
Leaving
Behind
Flower blossoms
Sunshine smiling
Waters calming
Birds chirping
Laughter
Love
Happiness
For you
And your
Heart
For me and mine.
Chaos dies....
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 7:07 PM UTC