A poem I just wrote with my brain

[yesitis]

I found this f***ing awesome blog.
I googled something, I can't even remember what,
And it led me to this blog,
And the writer was so funny and so sad,
And I went from that one entry back to the first,
And I started to read them all,
And they echoed things I'd thought long ago,
And I got as far as March of last year and then the updates stopped.

It's a f***ing metaphor for life, right?

Obviously I can't email this guy and tell him his failure blog made me happy for a couple of hours because
Obviously this guy put a gun or two in his face and f***ed off.

Blogs...

f***.

 

[mauve21]

I found this f***ing awesome blog.
I googled something, I can't even remember what,
And it led me to this blog,
And the writer was so funny and so sad,
And I went from that one entry back to the first,
And I started to read them all,
And they echoed things I'd thought long ago,
And I got as far as March of last year and then the updates stopped.

It's a f***ing metaphor for life, right?

Obviously I can't email this guy and tell him his failure blog made me happy for a couple of hours because
Obviously this guy put a gun or two in his face and f***ed off.

Blogs...

f***.

You googled once. You googled twice.
You presumed an ending that was not nice.
Your metaphor could well be misread.
The guy may have found another hobby instead.

 

[PregnantForTheLastTime]

You googled once. You googled twice.
You presumed an ending that was not nice.
Your metaphor could well be misread.
The guy may have found another hobby instead.

 

[yesitis]

You googled once. You googled twice.
You presumed an ending that was not nice.
Your metaphor could well be misread.
The guy may have found another hobby instead.

We'll have no rhyming in this thread
So f*** right off
I'm going to bed

 

[yesitis]

but i'm not really going to bed. i'm going to smoke a joint.

and you don't have to f*** off if you don't want to. sorry.

and please feeeeeleeeeeeeeeeel freeeeeeeeeee to rhyme.

 

[mauve21]

but i'm not really going to bed. i'm going to smoke a joint.

and you don't have to f*** off if you don't want to. sorry.

and please feeeeeleeeeeeeeeeel freeeeeeeeeee to rhyme.

I can't resist continual banter.
Throatwobbler mangrove sounds like some awful mantra.
Someone stop me before I say something I'll regret.
It's raining outside. It's awfully wet.....
boo hoo....
That's it. That's enough.
Just by the by and by, marijuana can induce schizophrenia in those
inclined that way. Be careful out there!

 

[yesitis]

To those so inclined,
I've heard it said,
GOOD TIMES
Are induced
Inside your head.

 

[CrystalGeezer]

You smoka da' doobie
To toucha God's boobie

The end.

 

[yesitis]

i'm not even convinced god's tits exist
any more than i'm sure that it's got a dick
or any more than i'm sure that it's a myth

 

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I "Searched" for God on Facebook,
'Cos I'd heard he was The Best
And I waited.....And I waited....
But He turned down my "Friend" request.

 

[mauve21]

I "Searched" for God on Facebook,
'Cos I'd heard he was The Best
And I waited.....And I waited....
But He turned down my "Friend" request.

I shunned the likes of Facebook, Twitter and Myspace
having realised the likes of me,
could not keep up with the pace.
Not one for chitter chatter about my "groovy",
"in crowd" ways,
And having little interest in such social sites
like these
I prefer to come to Morrissey solo and mind my qs
and ps..........



Errrr......excuse me that was not so good but I couldn't help myself...

 

[CrystalGeezer]

"Technology sucks!" is what God proclaims
As he reads through a prayer in a blog,
"I'd much rather spend my leisurely time
In the throes of a card catelog