As I walked in search of true beauty's perfection,
I couldn't help but keep changing direction.
When I was asked why this was,
I would simply reply "Because,
Each pretty lass gives my compass an erection."
I couldn't help but keep changing direction.
When I was asked why this was,
I would simply reply "Because,
Each pretty lass gives my compass an erection."
- sbbenhcs, the lovable laureate of lintelton
Author's note: this particular poem gave *cough* rise to that most poignant of gnomish sayings, "he couldn't see the forest through the bushes... erm, trees."
Editor's Note: Changed previous note to more accurately reflect the circumstance. :D
/facepalm
ReplyDeleteyou knew what you were getting into when you asked me to do this... =D
ReplyDeleteI did, at that!
ReplyDeleteKeep 'em coming. I love it.
XD
ReplyDeleteNow THAT is poetry !
Shakespear can go back to school !
can't see da closet fer da bootseses?
ReplyDeleteHaha, Iola facepalms, priceless!
ReplyDeleteKeep them comming Schnebbs, I'm sure you'll be able to manage her regretting the day she invited you to enlighten us with scummy poetry.