Howard Camner


One Free For Mr. D - Poem by Howard Camner

He is a two-bit fright job
a pumpkin-headed dimwit
whose brains spill out
every time his mouth moves

He intrudes on territory
and sprays like it's his
(when it never was to begin with)

Put back in his place
he brays like a wounded jackass
and hurls insults like grenades

But every once in a while
one sticks to the jism in his hand,
vibrates like his 10 inch lover,
and explodes in his face


Comments about One Free For Mr. D by Howard Camner

  • Gold Star - 12,156 Points Bri Edwards (4/17/2014 4:03:00 PM)

    after reading this the first time i thought it was a bit violent. then i was reminded that the grenade was just an insult, so i suppose it didn't hurt too much. and if it did, it serves him right! ! !
    this is pretty offbeat. the poem. but i can be offbeat at times as well. thanks for sharing. bri :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 12, 2010



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