Write a POEM about your OWN PLUG

[Guest]

Harlot!

Certainly not!

Tart, I believe, is most appropriate.

 

[shereads]

Or, if one's Latin is not hopelessly degenerate

The public schools I attended in South Carolina were no worse than those of Mississippi or Alabama. In fact, we had one of the highest percentages of high school graduates placed in choice, first-shift jobs at major textile mills.


Edited to add: This is not off-topic. It's a plug.

 

[carsonshepherd]

off the end of an electrical cord
you trail
two prongs
waiting to slide in
perfect fit

Out let?

Some call it.

Let me plug you in.

 

[shereads]

off the end of an electrical cord
you trail
two prongs
waiting to slide in
perfect fit

Out let?

Some call it.

Let me plug you in.

Ooh. Is it warm in here?

 

[carsonshepherd]

My verse is always somewhat blank.

 

[Guest]

My verse is always somewhat blank.

It's very hot.

 

[carsonshepherd]

It's very hot.

The part about two prongs made ya wet, did it?

 

[Guest]

The part about two prongs made ya wet, did it?

Of course.

I really love prongs.

 

[BlackShanglan]

I wish I'd written this but I didn't, it was Adam Ant

Why
Oh why
Tell me why
Do girls Love..
Horses?
Why
Oh why
Tell me why
Do girls Love..
Horses?

Is it Gos they're round?
Or they're six feet off the ground?
Is it because they're on top?
Or the clippety clop?

Mmmmmm. An encyclopedic knowledge of Adam Ant is certainly why horses like girls.

*nuzzles* to Ms. S.

 

[carsonshepherd]

it's definitely the clippety clop!

 

[Guest]

I just figured it was because of the huge cocks.

 

[BlackShanglan]

I just figured it was because of the huge cocks.

*peering down*

Have I got one?

I can't quite tell ...

 

[OhMissScarlett]

*peering down*

Have I got one?

I can't quite tell ...

I've been trying to look up under your av for months to no avail.

 

[Guest]

We'd better lift up his skirt and check.

 

[Guest]

Is Thomasina from the Master Chef semi-final related to you? (She look a bit like you, I thought.) She's tall though.

Besides, what kind of fucked up name is Thomasina?

 

[Dar~]

A top a head I do rest
Trying to look my very best
A barbie's head I do resemble
when doctors try to reassemble.

Inches forward
maybe more
a forehead's dream
forever more

Rogaine's gone
need it no more
but food I could use
cause now I'm poor.

Baldness of men
it can be beat
but 30, 000 dollars
is no easy feat

strips off the back
plugged into the head
obvious true
now my face is red.


*bows* Thank you . .thank you!

 

[NoJo]

Drunk, mind in a fug
Blocking verbal synapses
C'mere, I want a hug

 

[shereads]

Drunk, mind in a fug
Blocking verbal synapses
C'mere, I want a hug

Here's your hug.
Enjoy the city.
Don't get mug
ged. It ain't pretty.

 

[Guest]

Sumida gawa
Oh, Sumida gawa
Sumida gawa

This haiku, literally, translates to:

River Sumida
Oh, River Sumida
River Sumida

Myth attributes this haiku to Bashoh Matsuo, the haiku master in fudal Japan who was said to have composed the haiku for the undescribable beauty of River Sumida. However, it's totally nonsense. A haiku master like Matso just wouldn't have written a piece lacking in a key seasonal word/s. It's just a spin from River Sumida turist board. It's like saying Shakespeare wrote about the Loch ness monster.

Anyway, the point is to plug-in my haiku of the day:

Bongo butts
Oh, bongo butts
Bongo butts (all year around)

 

[Guest]

What?

You want a grinning smilie or something?

 

[Guest]

There's one long hair
'anging off me plug.
It doesn't wanna let go
so I leave it, with a shrug.

I'll probably get moaned at
for letting it stay there.
That's the one downside
to a head of thick, long hair.

 

[Guest]

Albatross joke I didn't get
Though dog's bollocks
I find a plenty
Beheaded by low branches - a gem
So the story goes. . .

"Life", aye, aye

 

[Subo97]

Here on clean, crisp sheets I lie

And when they finally pull the plug

Surely I will die.

If I had known she was married

It wouldn't have bugged me,

But she swore she was single,

So I was surprised when her husband plugged me.

I wanted to die in the saddle

Like a true cowboy, of course.

I just didn't know I'd be riding a woman

Instead of my horse.

 

[carsonshepherd]

*peering down*

Have I got one?

I can't quite tell ...

That is a third hing leg.

 

[BlackShanglan]

I've been trying to look up under your av for months to no avail.

It's all clothed in a genteel shadow.

Shanglan