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Poetry Corner!!!
It's for the most part filthy, and I welcome submissions...
E-mail them to:  rudeandignorant@yahoo.ca
or if they are very short, you can leave them in my Guestbook.
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Last update by:
"The Joketender"
January 27, 2003
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I have an idea who wrote this shit!!!
I have a dream!
alright Motha Fucka?
For Bobby Burns Day:  January 25, 2003
A Scotsman from old Aberdeen
Wrote poetry some said, 'obscene'
The five-liners he penned
Would many offend
He'd stand laughing, and think he was keen!

A Scotsman named Johnny Mc Angus
Was boiling his sheep stomach haggis
When it came to his brain
A new fast food chain
Which he named "Haggis in a Baggis!"
A lovely poem about pussies:
A real piece of shit...                         November 19, 2003
Some pussies are tight, and fit like a glove
Some pussies are loose, and no good for love
But you want some good lovin', and want to feel fitter
Then turn the bitch over, and start bangin' her shitter!

My all time classic piece of filth!!
!:
(Hope you like it?)                              January 27, 20
03
There once was a Frenchman named Jacques
Blessed at birth, with a corkscrew cock
And all his life was a constant hunt
To find a girl with a corkscrew cunt
And one fine day, he met his match
A lovely girl with a corkscrew snatch
They fell in love and did what's right
Saved their passion for their wedding night
And on the night that they were wed..
.
The God damn bitch, was a left hand threa
d!
Okay, Limericks on the left?  Do we understand each other?
Let's go....
There once was a bishop from Birmingham
Who'd bend over young boys while confirming 'em
He'd lift up his frock
And pull out his cock
And pump his Episcapal sperm in 'em

There once was a man from Madras
With testicals made out of brass
In stormy weather
They'd smash together
And lightning would shoot out his ass!

The once was a man from Berdeath
Who circumcized men with his teeth
Though not for the pleasure
Or the sexual pleasure
But for the cheese underneath

Said a man who'd seen no pussy before
While screwing a cheap smelly whore
As he fondled her tits
He saw her armpits
And he screamed, "Oh, My God! not two more!"