Friday, June 8, 2012

TRULY GREAT POETRY!

THERE ONCE WAS A MAN FROM POKESSY
WHOSE HAIR WAS NEVER MESSY
HE LIKED TO STAND AROUND AND TALK
ABOUT HIS BORING DAY AND BORING WALK
HE BORED HIS FRIENDS AND BORED HIS WIFE
HE BORED HIMSELF WITH HIS BORING LIFE
HE COULD NOT EVEN MASTURBATE
WITH NO IMAGINATION TO STIMULATE
A BORING DICK WAS HIS FATE
AND HIS NAME WAS GREG

1 comment:

  1. Are you aware that the last line doesn't rhyme with anything?

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