Dear ArthurA Poem by BigDaddySiddleWhat's with his presence?Dear Arthur,
I dislike the fact that you've joined this website As I fear that your poetry will be a pile of shite A low set in English and lack of brain facilities This is a site for people with abilities Same applies to 'Teh flying scot' It's like you're outcast from a brothel if you have cockrot You don't belong here Arthur my son If I were you, I'd stick to snacking on hot-crossed buns Third generation poetry reject You still can't function Microsoft's spell-check See you in a bit You enormous tit Jacob Anthony Siddle, Writerscafe 2011 'till forever Arthur J. Saulders, Writerscafe killer... © 2011 BigDaddySiddleAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on June 29, 2011 Last Updated on June 29, 2011 AuthorBigDaddySiddleDarlington, and proud, United KingdomAboutThey call me Jacob because my mother and father gave me that name when I was born :) I'm a male, ladies ;) A few things I rather enjoy doing in order: 1. Exploring various D.I.Y. stores and comparin.. more..Writing
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