Irate Over A Disappointing Date. Why Won't They Make The Right Plays?
Prayers Prayed Just 2 Rejuvenate.
Create The Special Thing That Will Make Them All Most Jealous.
Strenuous Leads 2 Overload.
Corrode N My Abode: I Live N The Temple Ov D.O.O.M.
Dime Flipped Before It Falls N2 Hot Boiling Acid.
Pyramid.
Bide My Time, Learn More Things.
Thongs & High Spiked Heels, She Was Wearing That Night.
Concentrate, Just Enough, 2 Win This Stupid Fuckin' Fight. (End Ov Days)
- Authors: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym)
- Visible: All lines
- Finished: October 20th, 2024 11:30
- Limit: 15 stanzas
- Invited: Public (any user can participate)
- Comment from author about the poem: Add-On, Az U Lyke.
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 1
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