Best Very Stupid Poems


The Craigslist Thrill Killers

Elytte and Miranda Barbour murdered a man just to get a thrill.
It is always very stupid and senseless when people kill.
They said they killed him because they wanted to kill someone together.
If you're wondering when they'll get out of prison, the answer is never.
They pled guilty to Second Degree Murder and other charges and got life.
Elytte will never be able to kill another person and neither will his wife.
When Troy LaFerrara answered the Barbours Craigslist ad, he didn't know he was in danger.
While in court, LaFerrara's loved ones were very furious and they expressed their anger.
The Barbours are only 22 and 19, they're young enough to be my kids.
If they were my children, I wouldn't forgive them for what they did.

(This is a true story about Elytte and Miranda Barbour who murdered Troy LaFerrara.)

I Love You

When light is off
And night is dark
When words to say
Is just inside
Then heart starts talking
Until you 
Will come
And listen
I love you 

When time is lost
And brain has gone
Emotions start t draw diagram
Then you will call
And say what is up
You know that
I am your best fanat

When you need money
You call me
You was so taught
Your lies so sweet

But really can I call it love?
No matter 
Maybe not at all
But heart is very stupid thing 
Can spoil all life
To be with you

Premium Member The Trouble With Trolls

Wait !  the troll said.....
As he jumped in front of him.
You have the smell of humans on you.
Therefore, I can not let you pass thru.
The mouse said, but I have just what you need.
The troll looked him up and down,  and ask.
Now just what would that be?

What is it that you think you have?
       " That I want", asks the troll.   
The mouse always heard that trolls were 
         really very stupid.

    The mouse replied......
But you let the others pass.
I know this because I saw it.
Troll answered, yes, but, that has nothing to do with you. 
And if you displease me, I will eat you on this day.

      The mouse thought to himself.......  
Magic always works, but, only when you think you haven't
been tricked.

Troll replied, well I'm waiting, to cook you in my dinner pot. 
Within my cave of cold gray stone as I chew on your bones.
Though I do prefer the taste of human little girls, and boys.

 The mouse got that gleam in his eye, "as he replied". 
When I was out and about this very morning I saw the valley.
Where all the human girls and boys come out to play.
There's even some that hang out in a basket all day.

The troll's eyes got very big, as he asks", where is this valley?
The mouse said, with a big grin, why", it's just back over that hill.
The troll said, if you are lying to me, I will eat you when I get back. 
And he walked off over that hill, as he said, wait for me here.

The mouse waited till the troll was far enough away.
So he could be on his way, the mouse thought to himself.
There really may be a valley where human children play.
But not over that hill, maybe over another hill, but not there.
  
At leastways not anywhere near that hungry old troll.
As the mouse went on his way,  he thought...... 
The trouble with trolls is,  " they're really very stupid".




4/ 27/ 2012 pm


Mr Ugly

There comes Mr. Ugly again,
With his long tongue sticking out,
He walks with a sway of his hind,
‘though his hind is quite stout!

He makes a very stupid sound,
As that of the ticking of a clock,
His smile shows not a single teeth,
His face seems as if he mocks.

He wakes with the rising of the sun,
And walks the whole day long,
It seems he is never tired,
Quite swiftly he moves along.

He comes to see me everyday,
And that’s the moment I fear,
’cause sometimes out of happiness,
He comes quite close & near.

Whether it is his happiness,
Or his curiosity to know me,
I’m still quite unable to understand,
His sight just makes me pee!

Some call him “Mr. Ugly“,
Others refer as the ‘fat bastard’,
Who else can it be,
But, our very own ‘Mr. Lizard‘.

Nobody Blackmails Me

My cousin said that he had proof that I killed my wife.
He said if I didn't give him a million, he'd ruin my life.
I knew that he would go to the Cops, I positively had no doubt.
A million bucks is a lot to pay, it was cheaper to take him out.
I hired a hitman and a couple of days ago, he got plugged.
People are attending his funeral and his grave has been dug.
I'm a bad man and there was something he couldn't see.
It's very stupid and unhealthy to blackmail me.

(This is a fictional poem)

Mytimeline

So it's January the 10th and I just ended my never happy after modern fairytale with the umpteenth guy who has gained  access to the fragile shallow chambers of what they normally call a 'heart'...(for me it's just some very stupid love-thirsty mind rather). Instinctively I tell penguin(my bff) 
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what just took place to which she replies "sorry dear" and a conversation about wifi connections resume. I mean??????dude I'm supposed to be heartbroken and you being the better half sister supposed to be making me feel less miserable but hey the wheel has turned "..hearts not getting broken, eyes forever open and time's forever frozen still.." It doesn't hurt, nothing does anymore. Someone though,?? was telling me that I have an inbuilt emotional system which makes it so basic to feel the need to be loved and to love which when I came to think of it made sense although in contrary with my reality?. Okay..**takes a deep breath**so maybe I'm just scared to try again or to confirm that love is dangerously amazing but it can't be love I'm scared of or the preconceived savage chocolate slice of heartbreak dipped in milky betrayal and broken bubbly promises...its something beyond these "wide shut eyes"..(to be continued)
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Premium Member Atention: U S Government

To the U S government 
and all your worthless bureaucratic agencies,
but also more importantly 
to all you global bankers especially.
Check out my FaceBook page occasionally,
because I have a lot to say about all of you Publicly,
on Facebook for all willing to learn and read.
You Now Have An Enemy Who Will Bring You All Down To Your Knees 
Non Violent, Disobedient Civilly and Peacefully,
by enlightening the willing to listen about your devious deeds.
I will name names, I will layout to everyone your maniacal plan,
to dictate the entire world and not just my once very great land.
I will expose all of you to the world in a way they will all fully understand,
My Facebook page is going to be,
One Of The Few Reliable News Sources Available To Everybody.
You messed with the wrong dissident son of a witch,
when you placed me on your terrorist watch list,
but thanks for that kick in my but that now has motivated me,
to never stop fighting, never to stop informing EVERYBODY
the Real Threat you and yours pose to A FREE SOCIETY,
and exactly how little by little you are enslaving My Country.
I'm going to expose all the crimes against humanity all of you did.
I'll expose your Treason, all the worldwide conspired horrors you still commit.
I'll turn over every rock, every single skeleton in your god forsaken closets.
You are my Goliath and I am your David.
You got TheKidster angry, and that was very stupid.

I am Not ANONYMOUS
ANONYMOUS signs off with Expect Us.
I am just a man you have made extremely angry.
I sign off with,
EXPECT ME

BILLY TheKidster on Facebook
https://www.facebook.com/billy.thekidster

Sorrow and You

Fill your heart with not pain and sorrow
But remember me in every tomorrow
Although the living cause pain and grief
My going has given me a heart and relief

Remember the love and laughter we had
Tell the end when you feel sad
Don't tell how it feel likes 
Show them that they are the real spikes

Don't wet your eyes with all these tears
Maybe it's nothing but all your fears
Because I know you are good and nice
Don't waste your love for something very stupid you wise

Ten Thousand Torturously Terrible Tom's Tidbits (Two)

12)Coddle- Two fish enrapt in love.

13)Mustard- A diarrhea victim who can wait no longer.

14)Jam Session- A gathering of sweet-toothed weirdos with various jams and 
jellies.

15)Coffee Table- An occasional table made of stale and hard coffee beans.

16)Condom- A very stupid prisoner.

17)Confederate- An inmate who nourishes his cellmate with food he sneaks 
from the mess hall.

18)Condiment- A mint left on the pillow of Condolezza Rice's hotel room bed.

19)Metaphor- The reason you met her.

20)Meteor Shower- Cleaning meteors in your shower.

21)Osmosis- A female relative of the Osmond Brothers.

22)Gradute- A successfully educated studend ingested by a cannibal.

23)Grab Bag- A purse snatcher's job.

24)Wind Instrument- A guitar lifted and tossed in a hurricane.

25)Destitute- A broke prostitute.

26)Easygoing- Being tied in a wheelchair and pushed down the steepest street 
in San Francisco.

27)Castrated- Judging who belongs in what pecking order in the movie cast.

28)Animosity- Dislike of mice.

29)Barn Dance- A group of barns dancing in a hurricane.

30)Carpeting- Gently stroking an automobile you love.

31)Chirk- A Cherokee idiot.

32)Coddle- Embracing your fish prior to frying.

33)Extraterrestials- Coming from another planet, or from Camden, New Jersey.

34)Hail Mary- A religious woman bombarded in a hail storm.

35)Hair Dresser- The absurd practice of putting dresses on one's head.

36)Homely- When poor ugly Lee is home.

37)Antacid- A psychological hallucinogenic drug favoered by hippy garden 
insects.

38)Moron- An overdressed person of limited intelligence with far too much 
cologne on.

39)Precession- The last days leading up to an economic downturn.

40)Martial Arts- Paintings done by Western town Sheriffs.

41)Spouse- A married rodent.

42)Consort- Dividing criminals by crime categories.

43)Debaunchery- When de bunch of us Brooklyn guys goes out on de town.

44)Drag Queen- When us guys from Brooklyn beat up and haul around 
somebuddy from Queens.

45)Dragoon- Da dumb guy from Queens dat we got above.
© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Can We Do It Together?

Can we do it together?

“Hi! How are you?” an Indian lady asked me.
After work, I left the building of my workplace.

She also worked there. Just in a different department.
This company is in Greenford. Very nice. It is in London.

“Do you have children? Do you have a family?” she asked.
“No, I haven’t”, I answered. “Can we do it together?” she asked.

I laughed and then walked to the bus stop. It happened many years ago.
She was very young. Innocent. She lived in Hayes, and I lived in Wembley.

I often think of her honest, pure glaze and beautiful black eyes. Hmm.
But I don’t know where she is now. Hmm. Too late. I was very stupid. Live alone

Atmospheric Pressure

The atmospheric pressure is a force.
I've heard of it at school, at Physics course.
I didn't like the subject, so no pleasure
For all the notions related to pressure.

One day the teacher gave us a paper test
But my name wasn"t on the list of the best.
I realised I was a very stupid lad
Therefore I was downcast and very sad.

So I began learning about this notion
With  much enthusiasm and devotion.
Finnaly, I understood it, and you can see
Today I'm proud because I've a Physics Degree.

Premium Member Poe On the Go -

(Rhyme)

When I was reading Mr. Poe, 

I noticed that many of his poems, 

Have something more in common, 

They're all full of woes and problems! 


x  x  x

The other day I was reading Mr. Edgar Allan Poe, 

When I noticed that something was really wrong, 

When he wrote his famous "Raven" poem, 

His bird repeated himself far too long! 

x  x  x 


I was reciting Mr.Poe, 

To my class, when I saw that his crow, 

Was talking back really slow, 

So I told him just to go! 

x x x


When I was researching Mr. Allan Poe, 

I observed something very weird, 

It was that his silly crow, 

Was really a very stupid BIRD!!! 


Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014


September.30.2014

Russian Roulette

(This is a fictional poem)

My four friends and I did something that we would regret.
We put one bullet in a gun and played russian roulette.
We pulled the trigger when we put the gun to our heads.
My friend got his brains blown out and he's dead.
There was blood and gore on the wall and on the floor.
Because of our stupidity, he's not alive anymore.
It was very traumatizing and because of this experience, I'll never be the same.
Don't try russian roulette, it's a very stupid game.

Prerequisite: Murder

A woman threw away a future that was very bright.
She murdered to join a gang and that wasn't right.
Killing somebody is the prerequisite of joining that violent gang.
She took a gun to an innocent man's house and "Bang!"
She was a talented artist, people thought she'd become a Disney Animator.
But this is a very evil woman, she's meaner than an alligator.
Killing to join a gang is terrible and a very stupid thing to do.
I wish that this hadn't really happened but sadly, it's true.
She decided to take her bright future and throw it away.
She was brought to justice and is being made to pay.

Broken Home

She always said the most hurtful words,
You are dumb, very stupid, you are a hoe cause you would actually suit it,
Apparently it was her way of teaching, her way of capturing a Childs subconscious,
To show how cruel the world can be,
Her teachings where Savage and damage covered with love and chocolate, sweet to the eye, a lick of it would take you to the heavens, a bite of it would show you the raging hells of pain,
See all she did was crush her babies to the ground,
Mental torture was her woupon of choice,
For her thoughts saw good in all her doings,
Her babies grew with broken souls, a broken home they could embrace,
They could not seek refuge in her arms, cause every good act had to be cashed, "the piggy bank should never run dry", she said, "cause for every act you have to repay, years of my life spent with regret, so give me a cheque so I can forget", See, it always Hurt her babies whenever she said it, it was a debt,
Her demands where demanding, we all thought it was a phase, but then it clicked cause her husband was to blame, Well partially, for he too was quite insane, his treatments to her where of a typical village man,
He had the objective of mental domination, at first it belittled her, but she grew stronger and it turned into a battle of the fittest of who would break whos soul faster,
The love they had was toxic and quite the disaster, a sight not made for Kids, for every fight was put out in full screen, Her babies grew and knew nothing of a soft gentle love but in all this they fought through and created their own picture perfect sighting just for the four of them to have,
They still loved their parents of cause but even loving them was hard for it required impressing them to be loved back.

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