Ontopic Dorys thread of Meandering Nonsense

so uninspired. yet & still ., i wrote a fuckin poem before i break some furniture..

and it goes a little something like thissss


China was first to bat, it's a swing & miss
Italian's ran up the score like, "we got this"
Trumpets blowing loudly as the walls resist
so, Mexico locked the border now peso's penniless

life was getting better, now we've hemorrhaged luck
never thought i'd find a woman who won't give a fuck
economic death smells funny,.. not like body rot
picture rivers flowing downstream from a bleeding rock


don't look at the facts they'll just slow you down
just fill up the camper and get out of town
that "shelter in place" is their best advice
if the net goes down then you are trapped like mice


if i owe something just be patient, don't follow me
i'll pay you back, when and if, we'll see
cause i see you, you won't see me, you're on the ground, i'm up a tree

i'll run up on ya, punch, bite, and kick,
take my bat and homerun your ass
uppercut and knee cap your jaw,
pistol whip and gun butt yaw,

shotgun pump ya and take all your fuckin toilet paper and make ya buy it back,
before i wet up yer sweater,..
your ass laying there bleeding, thinking, "i should've known better"

ohhhh,... westside mf'ers!!!


(optional chorus)
surgeon general says to step right up
he'll serve corona in your favorite cup
and when you get it please just pass it on
Like it. This poetry thing could really take off :lol:
 
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I'm tired on a Wednesday,
Nothing to do.
If I see you... I'll say hey.
Would you even stop by though?
Better not be playing,
These days we're looking through a window.
Staying indoors got a family by my side.
These video games are stale,
How much more can I play, wish I could hide.
Don't cry your tears, save them for latter,
When ennui takes over.
Only so many ways to cook a tater.
One day it will be over, we'll play Red Rover
Like when we were kids.
But these days I'm lucky if I stay sober.
 
I'm tired on a Wednesday,
Nothing to do.
If I see you... I'll say hey.
Would you even stop by though?
Better not be playing,
These days we're looking through a window.
Staying indoors got a family by my side.
These video games are stale,
How much more can I play, wish I could hide.
Don't cry your tears, save them for latter,
When ennui takes over.
Only so many ways to cook a tater.
One day it will be over, we'll play Red Rover
Like when we were kids.
But these days I'm lucky if I stay sober.

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I'm tired on a Wednesday,
Nothing to do.
If I see you... I'll say hey.
Would you even stop by though?
Better not be playing,
These days we're looking through a window.
Staying indoors got a family by my side.
These video games are stale,
How much more can I play, wish I could hide.
Don't cry your tears, save them for latter,
When ennui takes over.
Only so many ways to cook a tater.
One day it will be over, we'll play Red Rover
Like when we were kids.
But these days I'm lucky if I stay sober.
Deep man. Real deep.
 
I thought I saw you out in the rain today.
I ran to catch you because there was something i wanted to say.
But it wasn't you.
It wasn't true.
The rain was so cold.
I wish I had told you all the things I wanted to say before the rain washed it away.
 
Day 3. Typed while I was making pancakes, pissed off and angry at half this country.

Boris

Today I woke to a video clip
Of a mans last speech
Pleading with a complete and utter twit
It was beyond fucking belief.

While people are down and out
Fighting for their lives,
This clown sits idly by
Getting away with lies.

Like a Shakespearean play
Now with the joker in charge,
This is what you wanted
A fool with no regard.

Sniggering twat, buds with every Lord,
What do you care about the fucking poor?
Hide away in your Downing Street castle
While the civil people struggle with this battle.

I saw a man with passion Left,
Being sneered at by an entitled prick
Who created the gig economy
And left everyone shafted like a dick.

Sit like a naughty school boy
Murdochs favourite toy,
Shake your head all you fucking like,
Thank fuck for the ones who still fight.

So cheers to the public servants, the NHS, and all the rest,
Who put up with this shit
And step towards doors death.
For a cuntry who voted against them
Blindly believing the press,
Thinking you weren't all that wrong
Now who's fucking depressed?
While the Right oppress.

You didn't heed warnings
Like a herd of sheep,
I don't know how you sleep.
A man who truly cared and had belief,
Slaughtered in the press
Like an enemy of the state.
All he wants us for us to get along,
Look after each other and be as one.

Jezza
You're a man of the people,
Keep your spirits high,
Passion burns inside you
Combats evil.
I know you'd never sit by,
This shit would never fly,
With you at the the front.
Unlike this twunt
Who
Does.
Not.
Give.
A.
Fuck.
 
Day 3. Typed while I was making pancakes, pissed off and angry at half this country.

Boris

Today I woke to a video clip
Of a mans last speech
Pleading with a complete and utter twit
It was beyond fucking belief.

While people are down and out
Fighting for their lives,
This clown sits idly by
Getting away with lies.

Like a Shakespearean play
Now with the joker in charge,
This is what you wanted
A fool with no regard.

Sniggering twat, buds with every Lord,
What do you care about the fucking poor?
Hide away in your Downing Street castle
While the civil people struggle with this battle.

I saw a man with passion Left,
Being sneered at by an entitled prick
Who created the gig economy
And left everyone shafted like a dick.

Sit like a naughty school boy
Murdochs favourite toy,
Shake your head all you fucking like,
Thank fuck for the ones who still fight.

So cheers to the public servants, the NHS, and all the rest,
Who put up with this shit
And step towards doors death.
For a cuntry who voted against them
Blindly believing the press,
Thinking you weren't all that wrong
Now who's fucking depressed?
While the Right oppress.

You didn't heed warnings
Like a herd of sheep,
I don't know how you sleep.
A man who truly cared and had belief,
Slaughtered in the press
Like an enemy of the state.
All he wants us for us to get along,
Look after each other and be as one.

Jezza
You're a man of the people,
Keep your spirits high,
Passion burns inside you
Combats evil.
I know you'd never sit by,
This shit would never fly,
With you at the the front.
Unlike this twunt
Who
Does.
Not.
Give.
A.
Fuck.

DEEP-DEEP!!! whoa!
 
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I burnt my damn mouth
With my mother fucking tea.
Way too hot, almost made me pee
On myself from the shock.
Bunch of damn poppycock.

Other than that my day is going ok,
Yeah not great, bit indifferent
That simply staying alive takes high rent.
No exaggeration, I can tell you with great assurance,
Every decision revolves around insurance

No reason to complain you say?
No offense but that position's highly dumb
Everyone has a threshold for feeling numb
No time to give up living though,
Watch me rise like bread morphed from dough.

I can be content or at least half way there.
Shit, maybe not since I've run out of things to say.
Excuse me, I'll get my coat and be on my way.
One last thing before I go about my business...
Who am I kidding, I'll stay, drowning in sweet red bliss
 
Lord oh Lord please don't take the internet away.
I could live with rolling brown outs i guess.
Would probably do me some good.
 
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