Marwan's Fringe

Warped up resembling a wave
His cresting eyes
Gives me the whirls of a dark pool
And his fringe is flattering

And when he trots
It’s not the steel built 
Or the man-boobs
It’s the fringe that I’m use to

Dear Marwan,
So full of it
And thus far I snicker
So joyous at your gags

But that fringe
That so, so appealing fringe
Is what I write
In this poem


*Dedicated to Sarcastic-Perverted-MarWan*
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Loveless Avatar
June 8, 2009 at 11:00 AM
Sweet Design As L'nass Said. Really You Do A Good Job. Jese
Curcio Avatar
May 28, 2009 at 10:38 AM
Hey - I really like this one - Love the tone and interesting word choices, and the obvious affection for fringe Marwan man :-D
Shango Avatar
May 28, 2009 at 6:57 AM
A weave of words to tease the mind ... a talent sweet in its design.
Cantu Avatar
May 27, 2009 at 11:28 PM
Oh, this is really curious @.@ I like it, reminded me of a videogame, although the game is quite too bizarre jojojo xD sorry to hear about your home =( yet everybody is ok, or not? nature is raw, we are brutal, or at least in the lower-left corner of our deep deep core; thanks for sharing, I'm glad everything went ok C=
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