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Current Events => The DUmpster => Topic started by: BannedFromDU on April 24, 2012, 05:31:45 PM
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Scottybeamer70 (873 posts)
Peace Poem...........Dedicated to California Peggy
This little poem is dedicated to California Peggy because she is always so positive and encouraging.
PEACE POEM
Stars shine
stars fall
leaves rustle
trees tall
trees tall
planet bright
war hell
dark night
dark night
children cry
bombs explode
many die
many die
without reason
make peace
be the season
:lol:
Reminds me of my beloved Tonto, Tarzan and Frankenstein (http://www.democraticunderground.com/119927)
[youtube=425,350]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Ubem25WyN8[/youtube]
(and keep in mind that Thomas Kinkade is STILL schlock on DU...but this is high art...)
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Frahnk oon steen stole the show.
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That's 1 of the most negative non-encouraging poems ever, WTF?
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Blink, blink, blink.
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That's 1 of the most negative non-encouraging poems ever, WTF?
Poem for Ballygrl
by BannedFromDU
DUmmies write
Eat Cheetos
Paper smeared
Orange dust
Skinner email
Need money
Must wait
Until first
Wonder Taverner
Get poon
from DU chicks
Wonder can I too
Lick fingers
Cheeto dust
Empty bag
Now holds jizz
YouPorn rules
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Good one.
Awesome.
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Okay, which one of you smurky little smart ass blinkers wrote that?
Entitled pricks!
Whoever it is, it's hilarious.
And the DUmpmonkeys lapped it up.
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PEACE POEM
Stars shine
stars fall
leaves rustle
trees tall
trees tall
planet bright
war hell
dark night
dark night
children cry
bombs explode
many die
many die
without reason
make peace
be the season
There needs to be more of this..
season chicken
season beef
seasoned dog
in Obama's reach
reach for bottle
hope its beer
oops, it's drain-o
the worst I fear
fear at night
blink blink blink
this scorpion bite
really stinks
stinks to hell
like moldy cheese
which reminds me
I need to sneeze
sneeze on my hand
wiped it on my shirt
this drain-o burns
when I burp
burp is followed
by lots of blood
damn this sucks
.......thud.
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:lmao: :rotf: :rofl: :lmao: :rotf: :rofl: :lmao: :rotf: :rofl: :lmao: :rotf: :rofl:
H5s to Miskie and BFDU!
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Poem for Ballygrl
by BannedFromDU
DUmmies write
Eat Cheetos
Paper smeared
Orange dust
Skinner email
Need money
Must wait
Until first
Wonder Taverner
Get poon
from DU chicks
Wonder can I too
Lick fingers
Cheeto dust
Empty bag
Now holds jizz
YouPorn rules
Thank You my dear :lmao:
Now here's 1 for you :-)
You're on the bed
Anticipation is building
You wonder what she has in mind
You fantasize
You daydream
Desire has taken over your mind
The door opens
A shadow appears
You see a leg coming from a slit
You start getting excited
You don't know how long you can control yourself
You ask the person to please enter
The women walks in
The room is still dark
You see what can be a negligee
You move closer
You see the woman writhing
Thoughts and Desires run wild
And what does BannedatDU say at this highly sexual tense filled moment
Come to me now baby but remove the high neck shirt 1st
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Oh jeez, now I feel sorry for CalPeg:
http://www.democraticunderground.com/124080489#post2
CaliforniaPeggy
2. Ignoring me: 9. Hidden posts: zero.
ZombieHorde
4. Wow, we're the same. I wonder if we have the same nine people ignoring us.
Why would anyone ignore you?
CaliforniaPeggy
10. I have NO idea who's ignoring me...
There are a number of folks here who loathe me; long story. But ignore?
They think I have too much money, and that I've bought my place here; they think *I* think I'm entitled (to what, I don't know!) and like that...
I try to be nice, and help folks, and some of them just don't buy it. It's weird.
Is this all because of the $20 fork?
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Now I lay me down to sleep,
a bag of peanuts at my feet.
If I die before I wake,
give them to my cousin Jake.
Jake will give them to Obama,
who reminds him of a Peanut Farmer.
One term Presidents yes tis true,
Obama gives them his wife old Moo.
Moo takes the shells to make a dress,
to cover up an ugly mess.
The nuts themselves go out the door,
with the advisers, seen never more.
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Now I lay me down to sleep,
a bag of peanuts at my feet.
If I die before I wake,
give them to my cousin Jake.
Jake will give them to Obama,
who reminds him of a Peanut Farmer.
One term Presidents yes tis true,
Obama gives them his wife old Moo.
Moo takes the shells to make a dress,
to cover up an ugly mess.
The nuts themselves go out the door,
with the advisers, seen never more.
BLIND SQUIRREL ALERT!!!!
Vesta, that's H5-worthy.
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I'll give vesta a hi 5 too!
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Now I lay me down to sleep,
a bag of peanuts at my feet.
If I die before I wake,
give them to my cousin Jake.
Jake will give them to Obama,
who reminds him of a Peanut Farmer.
One term Presidents yes tis true,
Obama gives them his wife old Moo.
Moo takes the shells to make a dress,
to cover up an ugly mess.
The nuts themselves go out the door,
with the advisers, seen never more.
Quoth the maven "nevermore"
Very nicely done, vesta !
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My "Ode to the DUMP"...
Your teeny tiny liberal brain
Is slow to process, quick to drain
You bleed for racists, full of guilt
Hear a repug, go full tilt!
You're blind to your hypocrisy,
So fearful of theocracy
You misconstrue democracy
And deny meritocracy.
Freedom of speech, but just for thee.
Hear nothing else, unless you agree.
So caught up in your narrow view,
You'll make it up, and hide the true.
Alert! Alert! A Jury called!
Out of lock-step! How appalled!
All are welcome, so you say
As long as they see things your way.
You say you are the 99,
Equality for all, you whine.
But no one else agrees with you,
Or any of the crap you spew.
So go back to that dump you're from,
Cry your eyes out, suck your thumb.
And play the victim as you do,
While we all sit and laugh at you.
~ by Island Girl
:whistling:
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Islandgirl,
Thats quite good, I've saved it for my posterity.
Thanks for sharing.
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Islandgirl,
Thats quite good, I've saved it for my posterity.
Thanks for sharing.
I always get that mixed up with posterior.
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H5 Islandgirl!
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:rofl:
Those were all great! Islandgirl's had a lovely rhythm to hers. These should all be saved in the archive, if Miskie would allow them in Miskie's Big Book of Poetry.
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My "Ode to the DUMP"...
Your teeny tiny liberal brain
Is slow to process, quick to drain
You bleed for racists, full of guilt
Hear a repug, go full tilt!
You're blind to your hypocrisy,
So fearful of theocracy
You misconstrue democracy
And deny meritocracy.
Freedom of speech, but just for thee.
Hear nothing else, unless you agree.
So caught up in your narrow view,
You'll make it up, and hide the true.
Alert! Alert! A Jury called!
Out of lock-step! How appalled!
All are welcome, so you say
As long as they see things your way.
You say you are the 99,
Equality for all, you whine.
But no one else agrees with you,
Or any of the crap you spew.
So go back to that dump you're from,
Cry your eyes out, suck your thumb.
And play the victim as you do,
While we all sit and laugh at you.
~ by Island Girl
:whistling:
Makes me wish I could write poetry... :bawl:
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^5 to all who wrote poetry in this thread . . . you guys are fricking amazing! :rofl:
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^5 to all who wrote poetry in this thread . . . you guys are fricking amazing! :rofl:
What you said! Well done, all y'all!!!
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CaliforniaPeggy (1000+ posts) Tue Nov-13-07 08:00 PM
Original message
My newest poem....**Caution! Erotic content!**
Such strength
The masculine facade
Sharp flashing eyes
Tender fingers and tongue
The man dominates me.
His body, his mind
Overcome me.
He strokes, and licks, and drinks me.
And then he enters
I open and yield myself
I surrender to his strength, his passion.
My mind is overcome with what I cannot tell...
But it’s wrong
I dominate him.
For at the last–who yields?
At the peak of passion
He empties the aching seed
Into me...
Watchdog barking,
Do he bite?
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Watchdog barking,
Do he bite?
I wish I could C-I-L-L her poetry. And I pity the fool who enters that man-looking woman.
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CaliforniaPeggy (1000+ posts) Sun Aug-16-09 08:48 PM
Original message
My newest poem: " The Little Death"
They call it
The little death
Perhaps that’s because
You think you’re dying
At that moment of
Exploding pleasure.
I cannot know
Where it will take me
Any time
I go there
I never know how it’ll feel
It’s always different
But there are always tears
At the end
of my little death
Perhaps that’s ‘cause
I’ve glimpsed
My body’s mortality
In the cascading vibrations
Sorrow is the great liberator
It helps us
Lose ourselves
Inside it.
And when we return to life
We are so grateful
To have gotten there
Away from
Our little death.
And, once again, a review from the contemptible DUmmy TLB:
Don't get me wrong - her poetry isn't bad. It's awful. It's the kind of thing that would blind God if He had to read it. It's a collection of words that should be machine-gunned down, one by one, preferably out in the desert, with no witnesses, and a nice young girl who could be counted on to claim that she'd been shooting jackrabbits. It's so bad, mirrors crack if anyone looking into a mirror while thinking of one of CP's poems runs the risk of permanent scarring, even blindness, while thinking of it as he peers into the mirror.
Her poetry needs immolation. She needs to have all writing impletments and keyboards, paper, blank walls, toilet paper, paper towels, margins in newspapers, and even the blank part of framed works of art removed from her home until this idea that she's writing "poetry" passes. Maybe medication will help.
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That woman likes to write about getting laid. Pity is not without a sense of irony.
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That woman likes to write about getting laid. Pity is not without a sense of irony.
Yeah, Sarah Imaboobi hates her.
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Yeah, Sarah Imaboobi hates her.
What's the connection? I missed it.
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Vesta deserves a Hai5. I just can't do it.
:panic:
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What's the connection? I missed it.
Men sleep with Imaboobi once, then change their locks and telephone numbers.
She's had one boyfriend who came back for more, but he was a repuke who quickly wised up.
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Men sleep with Imaboobi once, then change their locks and telephone numbers.
She's had one boyfriend who came back for more, but he was a repuke who quickly wised up.
Yeah, ImAnIdiot must be a real catch! I'll bet she's a stalker, too!
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Watchdog barking,
Do he bite?
[youtube=425,350]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hZ0up_MjsLk[/youtube]
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:rofl:
Those were all great! Islandgirl's had a lovely rhythm to hers. These should all be saved in the archive, if Miskie would allow them in Miskie's Big Book of Poetry.
Well, The Big Book is specifically full of CalPeg parodies, however, there is no reason why another tome filled with fun poetic tidbits couldn't be started-
-Especially since It seems CalPeg has gotten the hint and no longer drops her literary turds all over Skin's lawn.
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What you said! Well done, all y'all!!!
No, what YOU said. :-)