"yippie" poems
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Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 6:26 AM UTC
Familys ******** can ya hear em?
Uncle larry's probaly gonna puke dont get near him.
I kinda ****** up sight.
Someone get Bobby Joe outthe street cause ya know he aint bright.
Christmas kinda blows around here.
So toss me a bottle and crack a beer.
Hey did anyone know how the tree caught fire?
No sweetie uncle Stan isnt a down on his luck actor.
He's really a drug dealer and habitual liar.
Is egg nog supposed to have chunks.
No baby it's not cool that your 13 on facebook asking
for pic's of shirtless hunks.
Great it's time to sit down to dinner
Yes sure is great Father O Malley showed up.
Who better to chasethe boys and drink up the whiskey
screaming at the hat rack it's a sinner.
Um it's hard to make snow Angels on the concrete.
No your son isnt spoiled.
He's just wearing more than i make month with his
seven thousand dollar sneakers on his feet.
Grandma it's kiss under the mistletoe no tongue.
Ya think grandpa would have slowed on the cigs after getting put in the iron lung.
Great a blizzard has snowed us all in. yippie im bunking with Little Tommy tinkles thats the way the holiday goes.
I think freezing to death doesnt sound so bad.
Lord how Christmas blows.
Dec 5, 2010
Dec 5, 2010 at 11:00 AM UTC
Gal?
Pal?
Wait, what now?
How?
Bound to get some questions from this, some hate; a backlash. The funny side of this is my middle name can basically be a backslash.
Some will say I don't have to mention.
Others will say I'm doing it for attention.
I'm doing it because I don't know.
I'm putting my confusion fully on show.
Whoohoo! Yippie! Let's go!
I don't have to be shy.
So what? Sometimes, I feel pretty much, like a guy
Perhaps, the majority will stigmatise.
For you see, my gender does not fit into a pretty little box, at least not in society’s eyes
Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 5:38 PM UTC
*Yippie Ki Yay,
We ride the wave
into a new year of adventures,
happiness with friends.
Let the fun adventure begin
with the midway of rides,
flashing lights,
With children at play
in the adventure
we call life.*
Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 2:11 AM UTC
On THIS day,
Without regret,
Without fear,
Paying my debt,
To the universe or destiny,
Whichever saw fit,
To have me like your comment,
As I sat to **** (Lol. Not really, but needed rhyme bahahaha;)
I give thanks,
To whatever it be,
That allowed me to view,
And actually see,
Your most beautiful soul,
Built from the stars,
Outlasting relationships
And materialistic cars.
I am not a poet.
These words are not mine;
But left upon my being
Across all space and time.
To send out to you,
To confirm you know well,
There is only the heavens,
There is no fiery hell.
Only the one ****** upon us,
On this rock we now stand,
Fashioned by ignorance,
Of a far lesser man.
Whom can't see your beauty,
Your sparkle, your shine.
Whom fate has put in the distance
Kissing his own behind.
You'll stretch now.
You'll glow.
You'll see what I see.
You'll fashion your future
With support and "yippie's" from me.
Dr Suess, another ENTP,
Will be quite jealous
Of our friendship, and me.
He'll yell "What is THIS; That I see?
As The Cat in the Hat goes flat splat
Wondering of you and me.
"How CAN this BEEEEEE??!?!??
That from 100 INFJs,
He chose only YOU
To build a friendship
And build you less blue?"
We will not answer,
But leave it to the stars,
To light our paths,
Raising our bars;
To not accept,
Less than we deserve,
To remind each other of that,
When life throws us curves.
I'll be your shoulder,
From this day own,
To love you as you'll allow,
While your off the ****
I'll be your support,
If only as friend,
That is my promise
Until the very end.
Until the stars burn out, with a kiss, goodnight.
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 12:54 AM UTC
9 million terrorist in the world and I have to **** the one with feet smaller then my sister's
you should've heard your brother squeal when I broke his neck!
"I thought you guys only ate donuts"
"They're for my wife"
'Uh huh"
"She is pregnant"
"Uh huh"
And finally
Yippie ki-yay mothetrucker!!
(For those of you who have explicit writings off)
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 6:10 PM UTC
I was at the outlet mall and
I was happy, even excited.
I was happy to see smiling faces,
bright eyed kids,
the elderly hand in hand.
I was happy.
Until my Mom and Sister decided to
rain on my parade and tell me that
I really need to get a grip on life,
to stop being so rude and
to be more Catholic and to
get better grades and to
lose more weight.
Like they said,
I should probably
start counting
calories.
Okay, sure,
no worries.
I'm not already constantly
thinking about sticking a
finger down my throat to
make me skinnier or
to stop eating all
together.
Nope,
why would I do
that?
I'm not saying I will,
but I'm not saying I
haven't.
I just wish they'd understand that
words get to me and
that maybe I'm not as strong as
they think I might be and that
what they say
stays in my mind
forever.
By the way,
I've lost about
6 pounds.
Yippie.
Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 11:42 PM UTC
i have dreams in my waking gate
and seldom say the other thing they be.
The Mare in the Night
rearing up from the dun earth
and sallow plot. the unkempt spot.
but -
i have my desert and my understanding.
and they are the same *****
suckling the pup tent
of my yurt
on my plateau...
tacked to a tundra
where giants walk
with tree trunks in there eyes
hurling bitter Fall at smug Summers...
and trampling the yippie!
of succulent
Spring.
but again... the worst can go more wrong
if the right thing to do
is to die
trying.
and to return -
is to speak a lost word
where we
found
it
on the
lips of a
mute
with a microphone.
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 9:23 AM UTC
Ahh...I fed the trolls
Yippie...I've got them going
Now all in a frenzy
gnashing and chopping at the bit
they got their meals
a bit of attention
they've crawled from under the rotten pile
feeding like crazy
but they still have floopies
little hanging bits
that can't work proper
two minutes and all over
max and finish
hahaha hahah
Come vent, come share yer miseries
lash out yer ******* thimble Toms
I look down and see nine
If I was three I'll be you
hahaha thank heavens
who wants to be you
I'd rather stay in the rain
and watch the rainbow
and sing “Nine Is God” by Wavves.
or “9 Crimes” by Damien Rice.
but not Little Lion Man - Mumford & Sons.
or He Wan't Man Enough - Toni Braxton
hahaha hahaha hahaha
Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 6:13 PM UTC