by Ed Matlack
Wednesday, May 09, 2012
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Life lingers on,
Strife lingers too,
Farts as well linger,
Especially if you were scratchin’ your butt,
And you farted on your finger…
No it didn’t happen that way,
But it doesn’t take much imagination,
To figure how this I know,
Take a laxative,
And boy will you have farts out your backend to blow…
What has all this got to do with the title,
How the hell should I know,
I only writes them,
And you’re supposed to decipher this my recital…
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|Reviewed by Tom Hyland
|J.B. ED ...
YEW - MY FIEND -
(R OMITTED ON PURPOSE) ...
ARE SICK - SICK - SICK ...
GO BACK TO PICKIN' YER NOSE ...
QUICK - QUICK - QUICK !!!
|Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley
|OMG I am so laughing, what a thing to wake up to and read! So funny... bit of an interesting fellow you are. I am so laughing, nice tribute to a ehhhh man's fart?
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|And you wonder why our dear old Brother Edvard always called you 'Fart Finger'|
|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|A stinking recital, that's for sure, but humorous as well, well, what's up with you and your thinking???????????.:)): Are you turned around inside out?:)):|
|Reviewed by Richard King
|Farts and stinky fingers? What are you some kind of a senior citizen frat boy? Your muse can't come back fast enough. Vacation is over muse, please come back and save us ..... HURRY!!! Dick|
|Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci
|What I'm gettin' here is this: Life with it's strifes stink like a fart. And the stinks just lingers on too long. Ya got somethin' there!
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
|Areal knee slapper Ed