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Orphani
Jan 11, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

vulgarity and poopity poo

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Squirrel demons run the road

 toaded grief in loss of nuts

 Flick stick hump chick has rolled me flat

 do you do that flat tick and two dogs down trick ?

 flick lick d

 breakfast warm beer swizel prick

pissin in the loveli

 less cornerbeaten back alley bar

A twinging reluctance to smell something

sterility

 poopity poo in my college pants

 pardon me while I change my

 R ants and pass me another tampon Jill

somethings filling my void

— Orphani, Jan 11, 2010
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Lunegirl

16 years 5 months ago

I’d love to know the

I'd love to know the thought and inspiration behind this one ; ) squirrel deamons run the road, what a great opening. ''pissin in the lov e less cornerbeaten back alley bar'' Is that meant to read likt this? i thought it was a clever way to to say more than one thing if so, but wasn't definate. love, lovely. loveless. all in one go, I like it. a twinging reluctance to smell something. another great line. vicki
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lyz

16 years 5 months ago

No, no, no, no ,no!

What a comedian you are, where are those words of wonder and beauty, oh Barry. I think this may be a wee bitch poem, I am not sure. Oh dear man, where are you. Looking, Lyz. I have to add, very cryptic, lol. Love to you. XX
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Orphani

16 years 5 months ago

This is one of those anger

This is one of those anger poems that spits out vinegar. This is the other side of the great devide of good and evil. Somtimes to express drunkenness you have to vomit. Nauseating isn't it. Sorry Liz. B
Geezer

Geezer

16 years 5 months ago

Leave it to ...

A Jersite to come up with such a funny way of putting it out there for everyone to see. Funny, funny, funny. Demon squirrels! Throwing themselves at the traffic lately it seems. I don't think I have ever seen so many flattened squirrels. ~ Nice work! Twinging? Hmmmmm. I'll have to look that one up. ~ Gee
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Orphani

16 years 5 months ago

Yea, and it takes a

Yea, and it takes a jerseyite to put his foot so far up his ass; he smells his socks comming out his nose.
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 5 months ago

That part. No, not that

That part. No, not that part, THAT part. love, ~A p.s. I love your poetic versa til ity; you can't beat around them bushes, even if they're burning and the booming voice of God says no Jerseyites allowed!
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Atticus

16 years 5 months ago

Barry, WOW!

I wouldn't begin to analyze the content and there's no need to. It reads like rollin and tumblin my friend..........the word use, the sounds, the crisp snap, snap of the rhythm......it's down right devilishly fantastic -Nathaniel
Seren

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Dear Barry

get your tongue out of your cheek lol, bloody smart write shitty but funny lol love and biggest hugs J
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Orphani

16 years 5 months ago

You always know more then

You always know more then you say. I had to tackle the dark aspect of poetry to express some negatives.Theres some things you can't put flowers on you just pull the curtain away and there it isAnd it's not pretty. Love and many thanks.I miss you being out in the dark patmos of Neo. Love B PS I'm afraid I have cane toad on the brain, and can't shake it loose. I think like Orson Wells in citizen Cane; instead of "rose bud" being my last words it will be "cane toad" and that's a scarry thought.It's all your wild fault.
Seren

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Shhh Barry we cant have them

Shhh Barry we cant have them thinking I have a brain to go with the blonde hair lol now that would scare the natives ;) pmsl love to you Jayne x x x
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Orphani

16 years 5 months ago

Yes I often have thought

Yes I often have thought about that. In all the flakey egotistical male prancing to win the woman in the mating game; what it must be like for the poor woman that just wants to be seen, and loved for who she is.Not that i'm above being full of shit half the time -- (is there a poem there dear Jayne?) Funny how we poets look for poems under every, ummm; rock?Love, and a peeful tickle.B ...PS I'm looking into cane toad breeding farms.Was that a cane toad in shrek?

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