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Poem 905

Very Bad Archive

A Day, of Bobby as interpeted, Emily Reeve

Robert Hawkins

My day
First I picked my nose.
Then picked at my toes.
Scratched my ass vigorously.
Then resumed picking my nose.
Farted, scratching my ball's.
Then resumed picking my nose.
You came into my life Emily.
So, I wiped my nose-pickings on you.
Scratched my ass, my balls.
Get the hell out of the way.
She has diarrhea again.
Emily Reeve has the willies.
Eleoquent Emily.
Left me.
Jacking off.
Damn bitch.
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bobby
Know what's a bitch?
Emily wants me were,,,?
Where you fucks will never get.
Never hear Emily Reeve tell you she loves you.
Give it up.
Bobby got there first.
Emily loves Bobby.

To as well deep in the heart of Texas,,,,no shit.
Doubt,,,, ask Emily Reeve.
Corner of 7th and Henderson Street.
See the chick with big tits?
Look at the other side of the street?
The flat chick on the other-side,, you like cement tits?
(persona humor tween she and I)
Thats's Emily.
(note; Emily wants to kick my ass)
So ,,, as the saying goes Emily,,, there is a line.(lol)
Honey pie I could never match wits with you.

Robert Hawkins has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Robert's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Robert's latest works:

In Excelsis Gloria Cosily Dead

Submitted Oct 24th, 20:20

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Submitted Oct 6th, 21:18

Memories Not Disneyland

Submitted Oct 6th, 20:58