Roses are not necessarily Red

By Skye

 

Roses are black like your bum

Violets are white like your cum

I don’t love you with all my heart

But I will be sad if we part

Before valentine’s day

Cos I want to have my say

In all the chocolates which make my glee

In all those pretty silky panties I always see

And which you’re going to buy for me.

 

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To Wife, Love Husband

By Skye

 

For the last 30 years together

Which I wish could last forever

For the first time I saw you and fell in lust with you

Then we did it in the public loo

For the wedding night

Because my sexual requests did not end into your flight

For the next ten years

You quenched all my desires

Behind the children’s back

Or at my office so I had to take the sack

This poem stops here

As for the last 20 years you’ve been nowhere near

Since the undertaker refused to let me

Take the part of you which would make me happy

 

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Love Is Blind as Far as the Brain can’t See
By Skye

 

I love you with all my heart

Even if you have hairs on your butt

I love you with all my heart

Even if you only have one nut

I love you with all my heart

Even if your stomach flap weighs tons

I love you with all my heart

Even if you have 5 illegitimate sons

I love you with all my heart

Even if you gamble all my money

I love you with all my heart

Even if you’re never horny

I love you with all my heart

Even if you can only cum once a week

I love you with all my heart

Even if you like to play hide and seek

I love you with all my heart

Even if you’re a voyeur at night

I love you with all my heart

Even if the neighbours’ dogs ran away at your naked sight

I love you with all my heart

Even if you whip me

I love you with all my heart

Cos my heart won’t see

All your flaws

On which I will not strain

But my brain sees behind closed doors

So I don’t love you with all my brain.

 

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When I first met you

By Blakette

 

When I first met you
My head went ‘hum’
But then you dumped me with a ‘boum!’
And my ass went ‘shlroom!’ (with diarrhea )
You make me sick
Diarrhea and constipation
Hysterics and depression
I can’t believe I let you
Turn me into such a slob
It will never happen again!
So fuck Valentine’s day!
Go flush these cards away
Just save me the chocolate hearts
So I’ll be pimply and ugly
And no guy(except if reeeeeeeally desperate) will ever look at me

 

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When I fall in love

By Blakette


When I fall in love, it will be forever
I will see your face
And your movements full of grace
To me you will look like a supermodel
Though you’ll more likely be like a troll
But I’ll never find you droll
And will always want to be your belle
Maybe you’ll be horribly fat
Maybe you’ll smell like a sewer rat
Maybe you’ll have only rotten teeth
Making your mouth constantly reek
But I will not care
Coz to me, it’ll be the perfume that you wear
What if you act like a monkey?
And have teeth like a donkey?
I’ll love you anyway
And tolerate you, come what may

 

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Letter to Skye

By Kathryn

 

Dear Skye,

I like the sadism in your eyes,

The brightness in your smile,

And the unusual variedness in your style…

But, how can I forget

The fattiness in your bum,

The readiness of your thumb?

Sure, you’re somehow gonna make them cum

Through their

Brains, which you don’t seem to lack

Attack the britneys and Avrils of this world,

Gimme a pack of silly rock songs, pics of gay stars,

Your previous scars hidden by your current wars,

You don’t give a damn about the norm(s),

Ballbreaker, happy wanker, busy net surfer,

You’d even endure pain for pleasure…

Everyone fucking look beyond your armour,

You’d find the romantic gal with the big heart,

Her cute cards, unconventional views and long nails

Are enough to give you a start,

She’s a great friend, nice advice, loads of fun,

And who cares if she can’t run, if she’s no nun?

She’s Skye, my friend, not banal,

Just special…

 

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V Day Motto
By 614

 

 

Cupid is Dead

By Cher

 

cupid is dead.

i shot him in the head.

he pleaded to me with his angel eyes,

he said "I don't want to die"

i laughed, spat in his face,

ripped his wings.

who'll ever want such an angel in disgrace!

the gun felt light in my hands,

the gun felt good when i pulled the trigger.

he died without fame,

he died without flowers.

i started to laugh,

i started to cry.

valentine day is no more

 

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A New Shift
By Josh Parton


Damage the decks with your praise
Eating the insides of purity
Firing your broken torpedos
Almost as useful as a flower (almost as useful as a flower)

Non exsistant
Non Exsistant
Beliving
believing

It's a new shift
Jump on board
Leave the old behind
Snap bang rebound

The wheels of the air filled cycle
Balance the blinded scales
Clouds shaped like hearts
AS black as the worn pavement (as black as the worn pavement)

Non exsistant
Non Exsistant
Believing
believing

It's a new shift
Jump on board
Leave the old behind
Snap bang rebound

Non exsistant
Non Exsistant
Believing
believing

Hey you were right all along
how shameful for us to ever disagree
Towards a new evolution
Clouds shaped like your heart (clouds shaped like your heart)

Non exsistant
Non Exsistant
Believing
believing

It's a new shift
Jump on board
Leave the old behind
Snap bang rebound

 

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