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i was at the superstore when i saw my neighbour
buyin huge melons thought id do her a favour
and be cool say nothin to her
but she was suppressed suburban
reptile rebel teeth slavoured

she couldnt be chill or even gellin
she said hello neighbour do you like my melons
her husband didnt bother to even roll his eyes
that domestic piece of charcoal fiber graphite black thing
just went back to his dying

gotta love the suburbs desolate of flavour
come on art community be my saviour
i know i cannot stand this for fuckin ever
first i gotta get some cash then pull the lever
on the gallows of this all white town
swirlin in suv's bring me down

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Comment by John Fredrick Kirkley on January 22, 2010 at 3:13pm
Yes those whales do a lot of wailing 'cos of some humans whaling.

This stuff you've put up here is full of good sauce.

The mercury poem on one level says:
'Once the idiots finish trying to blow up the world it will be nice
to relax by the fire with a nice cup of tea - won't it?'
Comment by zz on January 8, 2010 at 10:13pm
i like it



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