|
:p! ( an abecedarian )
by Jersey D GibsonAlright you
Bothersome fly,
Come over here and
Death will claim you.
Everybody looks
Funny at me,
Guess what?
How would you like it if
I punched you,
Just for
Kicks?
Look at
Me!
Nobody goes
Out on me!
Punched in the face, you
Quack.
Right in the
Smootcher, you
Twit!
Under that
Veiled look is a
Worthless person ready to be
X'ed out!
You better watch it, 'cuz I am the
Zen Master!
02/07/2002 Author's Note: My first (and, so far, only) abecedarian has risen in the ranks of hit and votes, so I put it here. I did this for the heck of it, and as far as I know, am the only person not to use the word 'X-ray' for the letter 'X'.
Posted on 02/07/2002
Copyright © 2025 Jersey D Gibson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 10/04/03 at 08:32 AM ::grin::... this is marvelous... i want to go out and play fight after this cool poem... kudos to you!... blessings :)... (oh, and by the way, i wrote one using x-radiate... lol) |
| Posted by Cole Miller on 02/19/13 at 06:40 PM i used to use this form as a word practice, i like that this one has a bit more to each line. i need to start practicing again. thanks for the inspiration to do so. |
|
