Okay, as the name suggests, this is a contest of writing sick poems. How does this thing exactly work? Read on:
In the section for writing comments, the readers must post a poem according to the rules. Two examples have been given below. The poems must be:
· Four-lined
· In English
· With some rhyme
· Weird, idiotic, asinine, senseless
· Readers can post multiple poems
The best (or worst?) poem will get an ice-cream treat. I think that’s a good enough incentive.
An example:
A mouse went up the ladder,
But he had a full bladder,
So when he reached up,
He urinated in a cup.
There was a desperate woman,
Who met a desperate gibbon,
They both jumped about,
Till their desperation was out.
How about it?
14 comments:
Omigod, this must be a bad dream
All i want is to shout n scream
Ani, if this is what u've blogged
Then you truly need to be flogged!
-Ananya
Once a crow gave birth as it flew
The baby crow landed on a porno film crew
It bounced off a boob and got a nasty blister
When Pamela was acting as Aniruddha's sister.
Methinks my poem made Ani scared,
But worry not, u've been spared,
Coz my bark is worse than my bite,
I love to parry,but hate to fight!!
:-)
P.S.
Anyone commenting on me being a dog,
Can get lost,permanently, in a fog.
:-)
U guys are nauseating and sick,
There's not a single poem that's worth a pick;
i think if u really want an icecream,
U can go and have it in your dream!
One day, a woman shrieked in fear,
When a cockroach lap-danced on her;
She ran and jumped into a cupboard,
where a fell down on her a lizard!
Moral of the poem: Pests are present everywhere in life...
Once More Once More
Once More Once More
Once More Once More
Okay stop, it's sore
Moral of the story : Never ask for a blowjob when u r echolalic.
Echolalia : Definition. Purposeless repetition of words, can be seen in dementia and psychiatric conditions.
I think with one month to go for the exams, we know what echolalia is...
all u ppl, listen to my misfortune,
wen i get up in da morn, october or june,
i'm greeted by KKD's bare butts- tender and red,
Lying in tranquility, wet in his bed.
one fine morn, it made me sick,
to find his unmanned standing 'little' dick,
i dunno wat he was dreamin bout,
he looked ready to pour right out of his 'snout'
boobs very ugly and legs very strong,
dunno with u wats so wrong,
all i ask for is save me from despair,
sambo, plz give me some tender love and care!
-- Debanjan Sen
That is the most disgusting thing I ve ever heard in my life!!
Debanjan, the poem is so horribly gross, u relally walk away with the 'sick poem' tag...:-)
Guess the decision is unanimous!
KKD shud get a special award for most innovative poem!
Is that poem ur creation, KKD? I mean, i dont mean to say u're not creative :P
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