Poetry(?)

1 minute (more and less) poems from the multi-faceted, talented ADKOB authors

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Lawman2 said

February 11, 2009 at Wednesday, February 11, 2009 e

here is a game we played with my mother as a child.you have to write a poem in less than 1 min. it has to rhyme no time for spell check… go!

went and read from my friend kay,
she had something interesting to say.

pours her heart into her crusade,
to save the world,even if they are made.

gotta love the image of her and her great big bat,
leaving those liberals shakin and sayin “what was that?”

49 seconds

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Dorian9 said February 11, 2009 at Wednesday, February 11, 2009 e

i know a caveman he thinks he’s most wise

mighty with the pen

flies a steelbird in the skies

deep down inside just a regular guy

when kay’s got the bat

he hides

behind the wife

hehehe i did this in nine

okay the last line was a lie i couldn’t rhyme 46 seconds

Kay~Ms said

February 12, 2009 at Thursday, February 12, 2009 e

you guys are good!… I already said I can’t write! I couldn’t come up with somethng in 46 minutes!

Dorian, I do feel like I have an open mind… that’s why I say that God’s existence makes the most sense… I’ve looked at both sides…

My ‘bat’ is made of foam… it’s for hitting the dome ..

of the head that thinks

there is no link…

between earth and sky

and our Creator up high..

There.. that’s the best I can do… I did just come up with that in about 15 seconds… that’s kind of fun…

Tothewire said

February 12, 2009 at Thursday, February 12, 2009 e

Great job Kay!

Lawman is a nerd,

Or so we have all heard.

Dorian shares world peace

Another scoop of ice cream please!

Kay can rhyme better than me,

As now all the world can see!

We don’t know if O.T.A. can rhyme,

We haven’t read him in quite some time!

E_E oops ran out of time!

Now I can’t finish my rhyme.

1 min 5 sec… guess I lose!

Posted on February 17, 2009

Caveman’s Naughty,  Nadya Rhyme

public says:

There once was a woman without a brain,

She was a bit touched, some called her insane.

The girl had 6 children already on California’s dime,

And said “Hey I think I will do this one more time!”

Poor Nadya’s mom working so hard, to help support,

Wishing now, she herself would have chosen to abort!

lawman says:

Naughty Nadya! You selfish bitch!

Neglecting your  6, just to get rich!

Nadya says:

“Don’t just implant 1 or 2 eggs, plant all 6!

I can afford them all, with my bag of tricks!

Don’t look so worried, it’s not all doom and gloom!

I live in mom’s small house, she’ll make more room!

No need for a big fuss, I have no worries here,

Taxpayers have been payin’ my way for years!

My new State check will be big, this is for sures!

And I’ve saved my money, while living on yours!”

By Lawman2

Lawman2 said

February 17, 2009 at Tuesday, February 17, 2009 e

My pretty wife can not deny me,

She craves the caveman you see!

I get away with way too much,

Like running my mouth and such!

All over looked and forgiven by her,

Because she loves how I make her purr!

32 seconds! your turn!

Tothewire said

February 17, 2009 at Tuesday, February 17, 2009 e

Lawman is such a nerd,

Full of himself the big terd!

I can not rhyme as fast as him,

Because he is a sinner full of sin!

The devil whispers in his ear

And he tempts me, when he is near

I do love him, the big dope,

He hangs himself with too short a rope!

Dorian9 said

February 18, 2009 at Wednesday, February 18, 2009 e

eight in the morning

too early for rhymin

coffee’s old

fingers are cold

speed is the name

and this poem’s lame

it’s caveman’s game

so he’s to blame

27 seconds

Tothewire said

February 18, 2009 at Wednesday, February 18, 2009 e

@ Lawman

You might be able to rhyme better than I,

But your grammar, is lacking here tough guy!!

While at University, did you read any books?

I’d say instead, you ate the covers by the looks!

Lawman2 said

February 18, 2009 at Wednesday, February 18, 2009 e

@ tothewire

you keep trying to rhyme!
ok, i’ll beat you one more time!
i am not new at this game…
years of practice is to blame!

my mother taught us to play
to keep us from being bored.
and now my liltle rhyming words
can be sharper than any sword!

you can try and try if you must
but in the end you’ll just eat my dust!

42 damn!

Lawman2 said

February 21, 2009 at Saturday, February 21, 2009 e

what you don’t like my hehehe’s?

i found her secret shoe stash,
turned it into a news flash!
i’m still smilin’!
wifes still cryin’!

it may be a fetish, i’m not sure,
economy sucks, you may need a cure!
better watch your investment spending…
do i really come across as condescending?

28 sec

Dorian9 said

February 24, 2009 at Tuesday, February 24, 2009 e

here we have

a secret imelda

two twenty five not counting the nine

if it’s the number that baffled the caveman

it’s the order that impressed the dorian

34 seconds. darn.

Dorian9 said

March 22, 2009 at Sunday, March 22, 2009 e

you can run but you can’t hide

armed with the bible and the word

on keller’s high horse she rides

if the words don’t get ya
 the bat will

but don’t you worry, she’ll pray for you still

32 seconds. lawman where are ya – shall i call out a search party?

3/31  for betty, as inspired by “…no one i think is in my tree” line from ‘strawberry fields forever’.  and trees.

betty climbed up a tree

to fetch the pussycat, you see

she tore her stocking

and was late for tea

so she decided

to take a nap, you see

when she woke up high on a limb

it was a quarter to three

she touched the moon

and all the stars that she could see

and never came down from that tree

no regrets, she said in a dream

she beheld the beauty of heaven, you see…

4/11 Dorian9 said

all’s well

as far as i can tell

betty likes my penning

‘hope she’s not pretending

i’m a glutton and a sloth

but my words they mean a lot

all’s well

as far as i can smell

ten after seven

dinner in the oven

have you ever seen a fat nun

kick a ball and run?

dorian said

May 18, 2009
uno due tre
three of my blogging friends are here
uno
on kay you can count on to pray for one and all
due
e_e always is the rational one of all
tre
princess never misses her curtain call
uno due tre
have a good day, y’all

dorian9 said

April 19, 2009 at Sunday, April 19, 2009 e

betty’s come down to have tea

with e_e galen and me

along came a caravan

of angry chimpanzees

the king’s got no bananas

they’re putting him out to sea

27 seconds

Dorian9 said

April 22, 2009 at Wednesday, April 22, 2009 e

i rather like the concept

of man evolving from the manatee

i never fancied the face

of a chimpanzee

but it’s half past three

and my dogs need to pee

it’s the end of the poem  you see

29 seconds

Dorian9 said April 29, 2009 at Wednesday, April 29, 2009 e

princess guessed right

she wins the prize

free trip to cancun

but they’ve cancelled the flight

the thinning of the herd

it’s coming soon

lest we forget

so live well,

take your meds

and move to tibet

Dorian9 said April 29, 2009 at Wednesday, April 29, 2009 e

muirnin called princess a twat.

that’s no way to treat a lady,

he must be a prat.

drew is a gent

says he worships the Word

but knows not what to do

when his preaching is spurned.

scripture is spent

by those who repent

as the flame was lit

and witches burned,

the devil is to blame

according to the gent.

love is spoken

but sin is the charge

and so the bard must depart.

dorian9 said

May 18, 2009 at Monday, May 18, 2009 e (responding to princess’ portrait of dorian)

hahaha

good one, hrh princess diana grace

the picture speaks for itself

all the facts are there

on a silver frame it goes

in the altar ‘neath the mirror

oh! what’s this i hear?

a whisper in my ear

‘she forgot the guitar’.

dorian9 said

May 20, 2009 at Wednesday, May 20, 2009 e

nous sommes

noi siamo

somos

we think

therefore

we are

we live

and then we die

as above, so below

the question is

where does everyone go

22 seconds. it’s a record. lawman can you hear me?

dorian9 said

May 28, 2009 at Thursday, May 28, 2009 e

wyndee! lighter than air! how does your garden grow?

she breezes in and out

brings smiley faces in the mix

telling us all about

the cool and misty place she’s been

tell us wyndee, lighter than air,

what flowers did you pick,

what songs did you sing?

last but not least,

what shoes did you wear?

40 second song for wyndee

dorian said
July 10, 2009 at Sunday, July 12, 2009 e

walter is quizzical

and john is cynical

betty plays caligula

princess plays irrelevant

dorian’s so gliberal

oh how we torture kay

we’re all derogatory

and bound for purgatory

then it’s satan’s fiery lair

possible and very likely

atheists are really stuffy

christians may be holy

but the flatulence just as smelly

oh how we torture kay

God’s golden hammer

may fall on our arses

enkilleridos, our only hope

is always on sabbatical

and lingering in the astral

heretics and heathens alike

question the sacrosanct scribes

oh the many ways

we torture kay!

we’ve done it all before

and no one’s keeping score

just let the comments flow

see how the darn thread grows!

dorian said
July 12, 2009 at Friday, July 10, 2009 e

did we leave the crocodiles in the arena, caligula?

*  *  *

fiddle faddle here comes nero

riding on a satyr named pirro

he’s come for the spectacle

dressed as an oracle

mad as a hatter

and spilling his wine

‘bring on the lions’!

he declared

before he got to his chair

that’s how he met his end

the lions slurped

and then they burped

and the christians smiled

and drank the rest of his wine…

excerpt from ‘emperor nero’s end’
from dorian’s book of bedtime stories
–  this is why nobody wants me to babysit their children.

dorian said

August 18, 2009 at Tuesday

stupid wins for word of the day

somebody please buy a t-shirt from kay

an 8X10 glossy of palin goes to OTA

two thousand and twelve princess may vote

still waiting for keller to kill the goat

dorian kept gambling and went on the dole

hors loves cake with lots of chocolate on top

betty likes the clotted cream and the english stout

hors and betty well they ended up with gout

we can’t give this poem a sad and bleak end

how about i say the stinky bard farted again

and you’re all lucky you don’t get to smell

67 seconds. darn.

Princessxxx said

August 19, 2009 at Wednesday, August 19, 2009 e

town hall meetings packing heat.

bring your credit card scanner,

your gonna be rich.

god promised he would take the money from the evil,

and give it to the righteous.

praise the lord.

copyright, now.

Princessxxx said

August 19, 2009 at Wednesday, August 19, 2009 e

let’s have a poetry slam.

let’s slam september,

while we wait for october

then the pagans celebrate

princess slutty birth

and the great great halloween.

it’s an easy breezy cover girl afternoon.

oh and betty’s birthday, too.

a think that is an A+ 60 second poem.

obama the antichrist said

August 19, 2009 at Wednesday, August 19, 2009 e

hold on let me think

these poems really do stink

the 60 seconds is on the brink

oh no this poem will sink

i cant do this i am outta ink

wow the 60 seconds are over in a blink

HA 60 seconds and thats all i got! wow i suck

princessxxx said

August 19, 2009 at Wednesday, August 19, 2009 e

THIS B!TCH JUST GOT INDICTED FOR THIS CRIME.

ONWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS.

I HOPE SHE USES SATAN AS HER DEFENSE ATTORNEY.

GOOD LUCK WITH THAT.

a 60 second rant,not bad, not bad at all!

1minionsopinion said

October 19, 2009 at Monday, October 19, 2009 e

I’ve never tried a poem in a minute
and I struggle
just to think how to begin it

But the time it ticks and tocks and ticks some more
and seconds pass and seconds more
dare I watch the clock
or keep my eyes upon the backspaces key..toolate i’m over…

1minionsopinion said

October 19, 2009 at Monday, October 19, 2009 e

Yeah, poetry and me
we’re like cookies and tea
like milk in the pudding
like a dog with a flea

I don’t know where it comes from,
I can say honestly.

dorian said

October 19, 2009 at Monday, October 19, 2009 e

yeah yeah yeah!
we’ve got another rapper here
bustin rhymes on the fly
let’s take it to the streets
take the dollars and the dimes
then off to the land of the holy see
princess will dance
and flirt with the guards
while everyone looks
to see the old pope
minion and i will run off
with galileo’s best telescope
yeah yeah yeah!

this i edited. so i cheated. and so, not a minute poem.

princessxxx said

October 21, 2009 at Wednesday, October 21, 2009 e

drugs
not hugs
white house thugs
prehistoric bugs.