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And when will this poster fall shorter?

Outwitted by the grim reporter.

His quick repartee-

ribaldly risque-

poetically bending them over.

Edited to follow the niggling of

And when will this poster fall shorter? Outwitted by the grim reporter. His quick repartee- ribaldly risque- poetically bending them over. Edited to follow the niggling of @TheodoreKent

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[–] • 1 pt

Give me something that truly comes from your soul.

[–] • 4 pts

Nagging Old Much of his time was misspent Critiquing my rhymes, simple yet sublime, I live in his head with free rent

[–] • 0 pt (edited )

Can we have a day where we are all required to respond like this?

[–] • 2 pts

A limerick day of retort! A verbal jousting of sorts But what sayest you? Great King ? A challenge of poetic sport?

[–] • 2 pts

You asked me if your eyes were red Your father had just visited You had your eye drops And I met and shook your pops Knowing that I had just masterbated

[–] • 2 pts (edited )

My father, when you had departed, asked me if my friend was retarded. your hands were so slick, you smelled like a dick, your knickers looked like you had sharted

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Pops done died, Pops in the ground, Pops won't speak to me Until he is found,

Pops won't speak And Pops won't talk,

And Pops won't find me, Until he learns to walk.

I don't want to see Pops ever again, But I see him in muh dreams, And he pretends to be a Fren,

Good job Pops, I love you so much, Great job Pops, I'll miss you a lot, But please Pops, I wish you would stop.

[–] • 1 pt (edited )

It sounds like your pops did you wrong; internalized trauma is strong. I may not be right, but maybe one night, he snuck in and touched your ding-dong?