Topic: copied poems :)

[xnepali]

 I Love Myself So Much

We have decided
We are a race
And we've won first place
Victory for MAN!
We wear our hair in cross stitched fashion
We break our ties with needles and hay
We wear our skin in knots so our ankles hang to our chins
Hooray, no fins!

And the nurses all waddle like ducks
And the businessmen all suck like ticks
And the artists all scratch the fleas
We start wars with tickles
Grill hamburgers with pickles
And we relish in our disease

I collapsed with my throat external to my body
Tube hanging wide open for my secretary to see
Liken my predic to gorgeous super models
That aren't "gorgeous" without reason
Cough, bulimia, cough, get over yourselves

Some people just find it too much to take
Having their throats out there
Wide open
Hanging
Bleeding
But I have such a large ego that I can see the humor in it all.

And it's not just myself
I can look at the attacks of Septembers past
And if I can't crack one
And laugh
I'd rather be a victim.

Country's got a hard on for terrorism
Makes 'em cum like a fountain
Like a Roman Candle
These little forays into uncharted territory
And these mass graves with cradles of insufficiency
Balancing on their tripods,
Make mine a double,
And take my life in 5 seconds or less.

Over 1 billion served.

by: Sean Balanger

[xnepali]

Too many windows to count,
A package for E. Scuro,
My head on a lathe,
My heart on a palette,
Picking and plucking forgotten lute tales from my pocket,
I play her a dull song that puts her to sleep,
She's mine,
She's alone,
She's sleeping,
A dame in darkness,
A tramp in a ray of light,
Forecasted nipples and a chance of bushfire,
Whistling deep tones of roundabout thoroughfares,
Sparkling nuptuals, incandescent return trips through flashing fields of glorified excitement.

Posting birthday notices of children that kill themselves seems kind of pointless.
Sorry you're not alive to celebrate being alive, but here's some white cake that we hope your rotting flesh appreciates.
Blow out the candles, we'll be here forever.

[xnepali]

Aauchu bhaneko pani dherai bhyo.

Timi aauchau bhani bato bhari aakha bichayara baseko pani dheri bhyo
kohi aayara kulchidiyara aandho banai dela bhanne dar chha.

.............

[Xteam]

aauchhu ta maile bhanekai thiye
tar aaun po sakin
maya ta maile lauchhu nai bhaneko thiye
tar timi sanga maya gasan po pain
dosh yesma na ta timro ho na ta mero nai dosh chha ta kewal samaya ko.....
parkhi bas hai ma aaune chhu ek din tirmo jindagi ma

Aauchu bhaneko pani dherai bhyo.
Timi aauchau bhani bato bhari aakha bichayara baseko pani dheri bhyo
kohi aayara kulchidiyara aandho banai dela bhanne dar chha.

.............

[xnepali]

Thanks Xteam...

If I write that won't be that good.... I would better copy some good ones.

Rainbow

My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.

By: William Wordsworth
rainbow from: absolutewade's photostream; flikir

[Xteam]

Excellent poems by not so famous poets... found on toilet doors and walls..........
 
A budding poet trying his best...

 Here I lie in stinky vapor,
 Because some bastard stole the toilet paper,
 Shall I lie, or shall I linger,
 Or shall I be forced to use my finger.

 Before he graduated to be a poet, he wrote this...

 Here I sit
 Broken hearted
 Tried to shit
 But only farted

 Someone who had a different experience wrote,

 You're lucky
 You had your chance
 I tried to fart,
 And shit my pants!

 Perhaps it's true that people find inspiration in toilets.

 I came here
 To shit and stink,
 But all I do
 Is sit and think.

 There are also people who come in for a different purpose...

 Some come here to sit and think,
 Some come here to shit and stink,
 But I come
 here to scratch my balls,
 And read the bullshit on the walls...

 Toilets walls also double as job advertisement space.......

 (written high upon the wall)
 If you can piss above this line, the Singapore Fire
 Department wants you.



 Ministry of Environment advertisement.

 We aim to please!
 You aim too! Please
 On the inside of a toilet door:

 Patrons are requested to remain seated throughout the
 entire performance.

 And finally, this should teach some a lesson...
 Sign seen at a restaurant:

 The hands that clean these toilets also make your
 food...please aim properly.
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"The downfall of man, is not the end of his life"
 
   
You don't stop laughing
b'coz you grow old,
you grow old
b'coz you stop laughing !!
Don't Worry, Be Happy !!

[xnepali]

Ha ha ha....
great Xteam