justfred
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Post by justfred on Apr 3, 2012 11:00:42 GMT
Why God Why?
I sit here asking why And you never answer so I cry And when I cry Chad (the spotty nurse) Asks me why oh why I can't look him in the eye.
Why did you make my Elisabeth go crazy? That tumour ate her mind. I'd come home from Bingo N'er knowing what I'd find: Her naked on the lawn Smearing poopoo on the neighbour's car.
My faith is torn And my bottom hurts From the enlarged prostrate You gave me in your goodness That doubles as a cushion When I sit down, A cushion of torture. Thanks for that.
Why God Why? Does your master plan involve me living so long When you took my Elisabeth away? Hitler had a master plan: Are you one and the same? Except he didnt leave me to rot Sitting in my own doodoo Too afraid to tell Chad (the spotty nurse) That I have gone 'whoopsy' again.
Hitler didn't make my darling wife So poorly that she accused me (at max volume so the neighbours heard) Of me having carnal knowledge Of (or is it with) next door's cat.
Hitler was evil Why God WHY? Because you made him that's why.
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Post by Daphne on Apr 5, 2012 16:12:57 GMT
I can't agree about Hitler being THAT evil. He was just a bit over-eager about racial purity. Nice poem though. Very touching.
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Post by Edna Sweetlove on Apr 14, 2012 11:51:04 GMT
Whoopsy? I always call it going poo-poos.
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Post by Daphne on Apr 21, 2012 16:24:58 GMT
I am dumbfounded by the tragedy of this. I would suggest that Just Fred take his talents to our sister site, PoetryShared. However, the wait for membership validation would probably be too long for Fred as the Grim Reaper might well call first.
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justfred
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Post by justfred on May 20, 2012 16:36:03 GMT
Thank you everyone for your kind thoughts. It isnt always too bad here, my grandaughter visits often she is a sweety but my grandson doesnt but he is one of them gays and he thinks I have a problem with that but I dont as long as he has brushed his teeth for hygienes sake.
I joined poetryshared some time ago but they threw me out for mentioning my elizabeth going to the toilet in a poem.
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Post by Stanley Brown on May 28, 2012 3:53:49 GMT
Dear Fred, I don't think poetry should concern itself with toileting matters. I myself have never once written a poem which mentioned toilets. Thank you, Stanley.
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Post by justfred on Apr 19, 2013 16:52:00 GMT
Stanley: you are a retard.
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