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    #16
    Just a little something I wrote after church last Sunday ..


    All alone on a summers night,
    kill my landlord, kill my landlord.
    Watch dog barking do he bite?
    Kill my landlord, kill my landlord.
    Slip in his window, break his neck,
    Then his house I start to wreck,
    Got no reason, what da heck?
    Kill my landlord, kill my landlord, kill my landlord.
    C-I-L-L my landlord.

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      #17
      Who knew there were so many troubled troubadours on this site.

      A bunch of real renaissance men, you are. (Keep your day jobs, though.)

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        #18
        stick with the home run derby...just sayin

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          #19
          Originally posted by ThisLadyHunts View Post
          Who knew there were so many troubled troubadours on this site.

          A bunch of real renaissance men, you are. (Keep your day jobs, though.)
          Hey now...watch the condescending tone!

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            #20
            Curt there shall be a rebuttal!

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              #21
              Originally posted by Chew View Post
              Just a little something I wrote after church last Sunday ..


              All alone on a summers night,
              kill my landlord, kill my landlord.
              Watch dog barking do he bite?
              Kill my landlord, kill my landlord.
              Slip in his window, break his neck,
              Then his house I start to wreck,
              Got no reason, what da heck?
              Kill my landlord, kill my landlord, kill my landlord.
              C-I-L-L my landlord.
              I sure wish you could translate this for us in one of your future YouTube videos 🤔😋

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                #22
                Originally posted by RascalArms View Post
                I sure wish you could translate this for us in one of your future YouTube videos [emoji848][emoji39]
                My buddy Eddie already took care of that .

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                  #23
                  CTom

                  Admitting you have a problem is the first step

                  Just don’t admit it to Curt or Chew

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                    #24
                    Originally posted by curtintex View Post
                    Some folks can rhyme
                    Some folks have wit
                    Ctom's a great guy
                    but his poem's are ****

                    There's no mention of gravel
                    White jeeps or Webstertroy
                    No talk of yellow vettes
                    Rolling out to fight ole boy

                    No verse of Danger's KIA
                    or Burndell's youthful glee
                    You ignored PB2 pondering mind
                    And never thought to mention me

                    So when you put pen to paper
                    First, think what should you do
                    Should you bore us with this nonsense
                    or should you write like brother Chew
                    Curt, This is awesome.

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                      #25
                      What rhymes with angina? Hmmmmm… oh wait. I know. BRB!!

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                        #26
                        When I click on a post written by Clay
                        I wonder to myself, what price will I pay?
                        Will I laugh with others, or will my eyes bleed?
                        For all I know, he might be high in a tree
                        Hoping for the best, I keep reading along
                        While Clay writes after hitting his bong
                        After all, his posts are 12 furlongs….

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                          #27
                          Originally posted by tfrye View Post
                          When I click on a post written by Clay
                          I wonder to myself, what price will I pay?
                          Will I laugh with others, or will my eyes bleed?
                          For all I know, he might be high in a tree
                          Hoping for the best, I keep reading along
                          While Clay writes after hitting his bong
                          After all, his posts are 12 furlongs….
                          hahaha you know it's bad when your posts are measured in furlongs rofl.

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                            #28
                            A poem. By ctom

                            Originally posted by ctom87 View Post
                            Curt there shall be a rebuttal!

                            You wish for a rebuttal
                            A rebuttal is weak
                            For you wish for redemption
                            But for you that is bleak

                            For your poems are halfhearted
                            And so one might ask
                            What this night has had become
                            It’s to filling your flask

                            You’re drunk or half drugged
                            You’re a half-full port-a-can ****ter
                            Would it be ok if Webstertroy
                            Borrowed your log splitter


                            Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

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                              #29
                              Clay, keep your day job!

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                                #30
                                Curt, that's it. You've entered the word arena.
                                Chew, Stop this man and give him a subpoena!
                                The audience has told you nothing more than a fib.
                                Your rhymes are worse than a 3-day old McRib.

                                I am still wet behind the ear, I don't know the full TBH history.
                                But there is still quite a bit that is no longer a mystery.
                                I've seen the price of an SKS go up a dollar a day,
                                but when it finally sold, we all shouted hoo-ray.

                                I know people ***** about the price of ammo in a classified,
                                and somewhere out there tnik is leavin' some ol gal unsatisfied.
                                Every other day someone's truck has been broken into,
                                but criminals beware, we have someone named Minchew.

                                If it's not petty theft, or someone looking for a great lease,
                                It's a typo and Burnadell will come runnin' with the grammar police.
                                Curt, I have to admit, your poem was good but I did find a smudge.
                                To declare a winner, we'll need to hire an aspiring county judge.

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