Best Lex Poems
I would like to put on my shoulder
Nuclear Kryptonite that makes a SUPERMAN colder
Weak in the knees while chaos is at ease
Helpless Man of Steel who cannot do what he please
Luthor has let loose the BOMB from his reign
Smiling all the while as the citizens feel the pain
Lois Lane was struck DEAD by a missile that hit her head
Jimmy Olsen took Polaroid but even he could not avoid
Perry white,is motionless,still in his brief
Who ,will never again,exclaim:AND DON'T CALL ME "CHIEF"!!
The entire Metropolis is experiencing searing heat
From a Rogue Knight who likes to share his Plight
Wonder Woman,flying over in her invisible jet
Steve Trevor still yearns to be her one and only pet
Who is in denial of the calamity out there
He, HOT and HORNY, wants to continue their naughty affair
The Flash is racing all across Town
reading the dire headlines that he has just found:
SUPERMAN FELLED BY KRYPTONIAN GREEN
WONDER WOMAN BEING MASSAGED BY HER HUNK,A MILITARY DREAM
BATMAN,KNOCKED COLD BY THE JOKER AND HIS GOONS
ROBIN, FACING COMPETITION ,COURTESY OF "MARVEL" TOONS
Every ounce of super power is being upstaged by a thunderstorm shower
The sky is bright with orange delight
DC and MARVEL heroes felled by communism this very night
How do I explain how I feel about Lexi
She is my step daughter and she makes me laugh because she is funny,
Lexi is the daughter I never had
I feel very lucky she is mine and I am very glad,
The closeness she and I have created
Definitely with out a doubt will never be debated,
Because I love her very much and nobody can change that
As she gets older she will be her own person and that is a fact,
My Lex Lex is very dear to me
I hope she feels the same way for everyone to see,
She will always be my little girl Lexi
Even when she gets married I hope she is happy and it is meant to be.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2008
Poor accused there is always parallax
he's always guilty no other syntax
for rich the law is mollis
rich are always flawless
for the poor dura lex sed lex
my body cast
in stone
for ye
who throw
the first
i'll throw
it back
not needing
to ask why you
unto me
but an
eye
for an eye
forgotten
foreign
old texts
of testa
mints
testing
my breath
it now smells
fresh
She was happy to hear that drizzles
had made the pollen more tollerable.
She had been saddened by the large amounts of pollen
that made herr eyes red and caused her
to sneeze. Blowing into her bassoon became
a chore
due to the fact her nose was sore and sneezing
bothered her.
When the rains began she smiled:
she wiped
the dust and pollen off the table and floors
and made the whole area a great smelling place
by using lavender with it's great smell.
She remarked a cocuss tree had fallen to
be created into this beautiful bassoon.
I had made such sad sounds with
my instrument.
Now with the pollen gone
and me happy I can play a happy tune
and honor
the cocuss tree which had been felled
that I might have this beautiful baSSOON.
tHE STRAWBERRIES SHALL BE FAT AND SWEET WITH
THE GREAT WEATHER WE HAVE.
i SHALL BE HAPPY AND FULL OF GLEE
EATING THESE LOVLY
FRUITS.mY SWIMSUIT SHALL HUG
EACH CURVE OF MY BODY
AS i SUNBATH
THERE i SHALL REST
AND RESTORE MY
HAPPINESS AND REHERST MY
MUSIC.
tHESE SONGS SHALL TELL THE TALE
OF MY DOUBTFULNESS AND BOUT WITTH
THAT MEAN OLD POLLEN
nOW THAT i AM HAPPY i SHALL
GET GUIUTAR AND DRUMS
AND FLUTES TO PLAY
AMSIT THESE PROFESSIONAL MINDED FOLK!
wRITTEN BY:
TENTION DE PUTAIN LA FEMME À LA CHATTE PHAT
A.K.A;Aliénor Aurélie Jeu de Selle
Bassoon player extraordinaire
From the Book
" Heart Broken Men"
by Doppa Dolce Meatus
A Tale of Music Composer
Changing the Way we Veiw the Instruments
we Use.
Why is thee bassoon assocated with Sadness.
I walked in there and there they were
The Lyre and The Flute
a Composers misunderstanding of
who he loves.