A Nursery CrimeJack isn't nimble anymoreA Nursery Crime2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
caught in a trap
-a rectangular prison
His view is distorted
As he gazes through a gap
And finds no reason
In rue he awaits
the candlestick carriers
In lieu of a stake
To burn Jack
Little Miss KristiLittle Miss KristiLittle Miss Kristi1 week ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
sat on a brick-y
eating a sexy sandwich.
Along came a spider
who sat down beside her.
He took one look at her and said
Ladies ManI've always been a ladies man since I was a wee ladLadies Man1 month ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
My methods of gaining booty has always been bad
By that I mean I have been quite naughty
Yet despite all my success I am not haughty
The key to getting **** is to write these poems
Once you are a writer you'll be hearing the girls moan
And soon the panties will be coming off in droves
Just remember to use your velvet gloves!
And if any ladies are reading this
You should think, "Damn, I should be his"
Because I might not wield the longest weapon
But I know how to get it on