I can’t even imagine the amount of drugs the author ingested before being experienced enough to write such a poem. I hate even calling it a poem as there’s absolutely no sense of rhythm and no rhyme for miles. I would’ve suggested a writing class before religion. I’d also bet that this person is back on drugs.
This is hilarious– curious to know where it came from. A religious textbook or brochure? Or is it a poster? What the hell is the guy on the left wearing? I love the contrived use of the word “like” to try and capture the hip voice of youth, but the third time the word is used, it’s part of a simile, the way you’re supposed to use it.
ginger
The guy on the right looks like Charlie Manson.
Mark Blackwell
or peter tork from the monkees.
Mark Blackwell
the fly guy with the little stripey book seems to have no concept of “personal space” as well. i would request that he back away a bit
Allee Willis
I can’t even imagine the amount of drugs the author ingested before being experienced enough to write such a poem. I hate even calling it a poem as there’s absolutely no sense of rhythm and no rhyme for miles. I would’ve suggested a writing class before religion. I’d also bet that this person is back on drugs.
Douglas Wood
This is hilarious– curious to know where it came from. A religious textbook or brochure? Or is it a poster? What the hell is the guy on the left wearing? I love the contrived use of the word “like” to try and capture the hip voice of youth, but the third time the word is used, it’s part of a simile, the way you’re supposed to use it.
ginger
The guy on the right looks like Charlie Manson.
Mark Blackwell
or peter tork from the monkees.
Mark Blackwell
the fly guy with the little stripey book seems to have no concept of “personal space” as well. i would request that he back away a bit