- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Day I Punched Out A Poet
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(C) GratefulFred
He wrote for the ages
timeless majestic
I wrote for the common man
spastic delirious
His words were in song
dazzling uplifting
My words were forbidden
gross out belligerent
He spoke not direct
symmetric deep meaning
I spoke from the gut
in your face revealing
He boasted me his works
incredible and wondrous
I say come again
not practical half useless
He looked down at my work
Contempt rotten core
I read all his stuff
Purposeless causing snore
He swung a weak fist
Moved left went by
Swung one of my own
struck hard, black eye
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 18 years agoI don't know if that's what you intended, but if not, tough luck! It reminded me of the poetry of Spike Milligan, so consider yourself in excellent company.
The Libertine
