 posts from Friday, October 26
The Ladybug Anthology
--outside contribution--
ladybug
I have a pet ladybug.
He likes to sleep between the keys on the keyboard.
I've had him for 3 days now.
Sometimes he moves.
I like him.
-Anauggi
Re: ladybug
but I really do.
He fell in a coke can earlier tonight.
I saved him.
He's now sitting on a kleenex.
He's cool.
-Anauggi
Re: ladybug
There are lots of ladybugs where I live.
If we leave a door or window open, they swarm in.
My 4 year old makes me catch them and release them outside.
Then they come back in.
A ladybug fried itself on a light bulb last night.
I threw it in the trash.
I didn't want my son to see it.
He likes ladybugs.
Personally, I hate the little things.
They crawl on me while I sleep.
-Carmaris
Rock on ladybug fans and also ladybug haters!
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 posts from Thursday, October 25
Bad Fox
Why do you tell us evil things,
Wrong things,
That warp and fold the mind
Of the youth, and the easily swayed.
You are wrong to think High School students are 30.
Temptation Island was not a good idea, and
We did land on the damn Moon in '69!
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 posts from Monday, October 22
What's not big and blue?
No longer do I hop down
To get out, instead to get in,
Or climb up to make my way about town.
The fuel consumption is low
As it is to the ground,
Unlike the gas sucking blue beast.
Swedes put her together
With chocolate and tools in hand
In a word she's my car and she's not blue.
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Work is suck
I woke up today, chipper and gleeful
Happy as a schoolgirl.
Like those ones in the videos ryan keeps under his bed.
They seem happy.
So like that,
But then I had to go to work,
Where even hell laughs at me.
Where I could fall asleep or die
And probably get more done.
Where "outside" is a memory.
Someone save me,
For I am no longer chipper,
Gleeful,
Like Ryan's skanky porn schoolgirls.
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good morning, bagel
Good morning, bagel, did you sleep well?
I bet you did, since you're a bagel!
It's cool that you're perfectly round,
Yet to the perceptive eye, you're not really.
Hey, did you find my thong? I left it at your house!
It's cool, bagel, we'll deal with it later.
You have work to do, like being eaten,
Or perhaps being toasted lightly and buttered.
Call me!
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 posts from Friday, October 19
Cucumber Sparkle Socks
cold and wet. lost in a sea of violent confetti.
found in a wasteland of turpidity.
the perverted eskimo takes my fanny pack.
i am alone, naked, and without provisions.
yet the humble calling of the wind soothes my soul.
i cannot be alone. i cannot ever be lost.
for i have my cucumber sparkle socks.
they will keep me warm.
they will talk to me.
I will eat them and they will grow back,
bigger, more sparkly and even tastier.
FUCK ME, the perverted eskimo took them too.
and then i stab myself with a fern and die.
alone, naked and without my cucumber sparkle socks.
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Coffee Shop Panda
Quietly, down from the trees
He slips out of the night.
Dodging predatory bats,
Avoiding any light.
The panda goes to Starbuck's
And buys a cup of jo'.
He sits and reads the newspaper
Until he has to go,
And eat bamboo and stuff.
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