101 Things to do with a Potato101 Things to do with a Potato101 Things to do with a Potato6 years ago in Humor More Like This
1) Eat it raw. There are several ways of doing this, such as
2) Bite it, like an apple
3) Suck on it
4) Swallow it whole. This might be quite difficult, unless you have a very big mouth. Or a very small potato.
5) If none of the above seem particularly appealing, you could boil it, and then eat it.
6) Bake it. Cut it in half. Spread with butter and sprinkle with salt. Eat it.
7) Cook it, mash it, mix the mashed potato with butter, milk and a hint of nutmeg, and then eat it.
8) Alternatively, you could take the mashed potato and throw it at someone!
9) Draw eyes on you potato. Maybe even attach arms and legs to it. Give it a name, and make it your friend. Its as good a friend as any human, and I know that for a fact!
10) Boil it. Keep its skin on. Climb to the top of a tall skyscraper, and drop your boiled potato over the edge. You will find that it makes a soft splotch as it hits the pavement. Is this not a pleasing sound?
LyricsShe sits in her room,Lyrics6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Forgets about you,
What you said and
That you cared and
She opens a door
Shes seen before
A hundred times too many times, A thousand times too few.
Why does she want this?
She doesnt want this!
But once you start, You have to carry on.
Once you pull the trigger, The bullets out the gun.
Cant stop the blood,
Cant stop the pain
Anything to get the numbness away
Watch her emotions leak out onto the floor
Cross the monotony-stained room and seep out under the door.
Her skin is crawling
Her weapon calling
Raise the blade and
Make the change and
Find her feelings
Theyre not appealing
But theyll stop the numbness eating her alive,
The empty monotone concealed with superficial lies.
She rips and tears and bleeds to find that temporary high
It aint right, but itll help her pass the time thats wasting by.
Wont stop the blood,
Wont stop the pain,
Worst of all the numbness wont fade away
Watch the p
Paradise LostWhat if life were the beatParadise Lost6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of the soles of our feet
Walking barefoot to school in the African heat?
What if life started out with a condom that broke
In the girl who downed seventeen shots for a joke?
What if life were a desperate, continuous search
For the next little pill to stop all of the hurt
Not of life in itself but withdrawal in you;
Up, down, sick, crazy, dead
Not much street candy cant do!
What if life poured out napalm and bullets and bombs
And young children died singing a dead countrys song?
What if yours was lived out in a small metal cage
Having poison injected through fragile veins
Or powders and acids rubbed into your skin
Your eyes battling for sight till the chemicals win?
What if life were nought but a worry and fret
Of swimming pools, Tupperware parties and debt?
What if life saw around it the problem I see
Factories eating our home down, tree by beautiful tree
Letting their excrements clog up the sky
To build material palaces 100 feet high?
What if lif
HeartbeatDrums pound beneath meHeartbeat6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My breath is coming short
The wind blows in my face
And my eyes begin to water
Hearing his heavy breaths
Muscles rippling beneath my grip
His rhythmic snorts vibrating through me
Hair slips through my grasp
Our bodies in time
Two become one
The ground is swallowed by his long strides
His hooves pound with my beating heart
01 - introductionI'm so typical01 - introduction6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
blonde hair ; blue eyes
not taken seriously
what a surprise
just another person
an ordinary girl
just another "barbie"
in this messed up world
I care about make-up
I care about my hair
It doesn't mean brains aren't there!
I'm a model
I'm a flirt
makes everything seem worse
always having fun
you don't see what happens
when I'm done
when you look past the image
see the person who hides
you'll see I'm different
so different on the inside
you'll see my pain
the scars on my skin
then you'll really know me
wow - then the judging will really begin!
RemembranceDo you remember how life used to be?Remembrance6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A time when we both were young and carefree?
How many years have passed since those days
when rolling hills wed roam,
running wild and playing pranks
in that place we once called home.
Now both of us are far apart
and the face I seek with all my heart
is gone to where I cannot find,
has left the world and me behind,
and I am here among my fears,
unable to control my tears.
I still hear your voice within my head,
I cannot accept that you are
The Jester's EulogyNow I layThe Jester's Eulogy6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This body down
In hope to sleep
Without a sound
Let no errant
Sigh or murmur
Enter in this
Pray these hollow
Bones to lie
Under cool and
But if a ghost
Is heard to ask,
Let it pass,
Pray, let it pass.
No more laughter,
No more tears,
And graveyard years
And dreams and nightmares
In sepulchre night,
In Plutonian sleep,
For through these gates
And down these stairs
Slumber the spirits
Burdened with care
Yet if a voice
Should whisper low,
Let it go,
Oh, let it go.
For that which speaks
Within these walls,
Or that which wanders
These cold halls
Has no place, save
In the ground
Where it should rest
Without a sound.
But if a soul
Is heard to sigh,
Let it lie,
Just let it lie.
For far within
This crystal womb,
The Jester makes
His pleasant tomb
Under a carpet
Of wind-thrown leaves
And walls of ivy
Beneath the eaves,
The Jester on his
Crypt bed lies-
Coins and prayers
Upon his eyes.
Still, if a corpse
Be heard to gasp,
Let it pass.
Flip the SwitchTurning on the light in a dark roomFlip the Switch6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You dont really want to.
You dont really need to.
But you have to.
Its not that you want to have to.
Its not like you have to need to
But more that you need to have to
And you have to want to
Because you have to chase them away
Because walking into a dark room
Without switching on the light
Could be all the proof youll ever need
To know that theyre really there
That they re not.
Because if theyre not there
It will only go to prove
That all this time youve been scared of nothing
Nothing all along
And if youre scared of nothing
Then you really have a problem
When something decides to come your way.
Still, ExpressionlessOne had but to see his faceStill, Expressionless6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
To know his heart
His vile black heart
That guarded well his
Close kept secrets.
His face too was guarded,
No expression, never,
Not once a smile nor a frown
Not one tear was shed from those cool eyes.
Beneath the ground
Frozen, cold lies the remains, but he
Colder still yet lives. He yet lives.
He stood there still, he stood there fast,
Where he stood no shade was cast,
He had no time to feel or weep
For him their death must be as sleep.
But do they sleep?
How strange, how strange
That they should fall
Both at once to heed the call
The timely call of death?
Or was it he?
Was it he who took their breath?
They slept in peace far from fright,
He crept upon them in the night
Who would profit? Who but he,
If they should fail the morn to see?
Oh the villain, such a man
To pay them back with such a plan
To rend their bodies with his knife
To take from they who gave him life?
He sold his soul, you must believe,
Why else would such a man not grieve?