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One evening in November, as I will sure remember, I was walking down the street in drunken pride. And I lay there in the gutter my feet was all a shudder and a pig came on and lay there by my side. As I lay there in the gutter thinking thoughts I should not utter a person passing did softly say you can tell a man who boozes by the company he chooses at the pig got up and quickly walked away.
Beat that
Beat that
Plus, this one is stolen.
This poem sucks.
99.9% of the poems here suck dog ass and are of a level I associate with Pam Ayers & Richard Digance's amusing lyrical fables.
99.9% of the poems here suck dog ass and are of a level I associate with Pam Ayers & Richard Digance's amusing lyrical fables.
is that a question?
rite enuff?
fo real
hmmm, rite
sorry if i upset you.
neva seen the site my mate told me the poem
neva seen the site my mate told me the poem
superhodge wrote:
> One evening in November, as I will sure remember, I was walking down
> the street in drunken pride. And I lay there in the gutter my feet
> was all a shudder and a pig came on and lay there by my side. As I
> lay there in the gutter thinking thoughts I should not utter a person
> passing did softly say you can tell a man who boozes by the company
> he chooses at the pig got up and quickly walked away.
Plagarism
I hate scum like you..
[URL]http://www.funnypoets.com/poetry/theirishpig.htm[/URL]
"Twas an evening in November,
As I very well remember,
I was strolling down the street in drunken pride,
But my knees were all aflutter,
So I landed in the gutter,
And a pig came up and lay down by my side.
Yes I lay there in the gutter
Thinking thoughts I could not utter,
When a colleen passing by did softly say,
"Ye can tell a man that boozes
By the company he chooses" -
At that the pig got up and walked away"
Same poem, only slightly changed.
> One evening in November, as I will sure remember, I was walking down
> the street in drunken pride. And I lay there in the gutter my feet
> was all a shudder and a pig came on and lay there by my side. As I
> lay there in the gutter thinking thoughts I should not utter a person
> passing did softly say you can tell a man who boozes by the company
> he chooses at the pig got up and quickly walked away.
Plagarism
I hate scum like you..
[URL]http://www.funnypoets.com/poetry/theirishpig.htm[/URL]
"Twas an evening in November,
As I very well remember,
I was strolling down the street in drunken pride,
But my knees were all aflutter,
So I landed in the gutter,
And a pig came up and lay down by my side.
Yes I lay there in the gutter
Thinking thoughts I could not utter,
When a colleen passing by did softly say,
"Ye can tell a man that boozes
By the company he chooses" -
At that the pig got up and walked away"
Same poem, only slightly changed.
Your masterful use of different lines and rhythmn is absolutely unparalelled.
One evening in November, as I will sure remember, I was walking down the street in drunken pride. And I lay there in the gutter my feet was all a shudder and a pig came on and lay there by my side. As I lay there in the gutter thinking thoughts I should not utter a person passing did softly say you can tell a man who boozes by the company he chooses at the pig got up and quickly walked away.
Beat that
Beat that