tiyler durden

99th Poem - Poem by tiyler durden

I sit in my Khaki cell
Thinking about things un well
I sit and stare at the walls
Scratching my balls

I sit and think
Try not to make a stink
I am so tired today
I whish I could spend it in
a nice warm bed all day!

I am tired to day
I whish work would go away
I think about things of past
and sit and scratch my ass

I wander round the centre
and Get a warm coffee
hoping that will help me
nothing makes the sleep go away
Maybe another coffee?

Comments about 99th Poem by tiyler durden

  • (12/20/2005 5:30:00 AM)

    to relieve the itch
    which will not go away
    nothing is more worthy!
    and work, well,
    that torment
    goes on and on
    but good luck
    when #100
    shall arise
    from your teeming brain
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 20, 2005

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