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da meatball poem

2ndhandriot2ndhandriot Posts: 9
edited January 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
hello little meatball
you are made of meat
and if i were to eat you
i would make it...
QUICK
so good by little meatball
it twas a pleasure meating you
you were so delicious
i could eat ur brother to
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  • SoundSound Posts: 579
    lol
    It was a dream, not a nightmare. A beautiful dream I could never imagined in a thousand nods. I saw this girl next to me, she wasn't beautiful until she smiled. And I felt that smile come at me in heat waves following. Soaking through my body and out my finger tips in shafts of color. And I knew somewhere in the world, somewhere, that there was love for me.

    Jim Carrol
  • Being EnlightenedBeing Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    Cock-suckin'
    Fuckin' dirty
    Two balled bitch
    Every time I look at you my meatballs itch


    :D

    Someone I know says this. Sorry, I couldn't resist--my fingers wouldn't let me stop typing it!

    Mmmmm, meatballs. I think I ate his brother and his cousin and his father...;)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
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