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I shave my legs, I sit down to pee.

And I can justify any shopping spree.

Don't go to a barber, but a beauty salon.

I can get a massage without a hard-on.

I can balance the checkbook,

I can pump my own gas.

Can talk to my friends, about the size of my ass.

My beauty's a masterpiece, and yes, it takes long.

At least I can admit, to others when I'm wrong.

I don't drive in circles, at any cost.

And I don't have a problem, admitting I'm lost.

I never forget,an important date.

You just gotta deal with it, I'm usually late.

I don't watch movies, with lots of gore.

Don't need instant replay, to remember the score.

I won't lose my hair, I don't get jock itch.

And just cause I'm assertive, Don't call me a

Don't say to your friends, Oh yeah, I can get her.

In your dreams, my dear, I can do better!

Flowers are okay, But jewelry's best.

Look at ME you idiot... Not at my chest????

I don't have a problem, With Expressing my feelings.

I know when you're lying,You look at the ceiling.

DON'T call me a GIRL, a BABE or a CHICK .

I am a WOMAN.

Get it?, you !!

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So I'll post it here ,this is my *own* poem so I hope you all like it ..don't expect much I am not an expert

 

 

So thursty...

 

How long is the road that leadds me to you

And how thursty I am...

It's sad!

Even the clock on the wall is sad

cause there's no one there to tell him

To stop its seconds

Till you come...

 

Oh...how many miles till I can reach you

And how thursty i am...

From time to time

I put my hand on my chest

and I feel how my soul

Curls up at the emptiness

that's biting my memories

 

Oh the aches in my soul

Trap my heart

When the rain falls

From the wall...

And I don't even know anymore!

And the night

is guarding my windows

And the flower from the table

Has faded

And my herat is telling me

That the wind of someone else's smile

Goes through your hair...

 

 

*this* is it...I made it when I found out something that my bf did...heh I guess the pain helps me in some way.

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So... you post something that someone else wrote without specifying it... instead of writting at the bottom: "Unknown Author, taken from link removed" ?

 

And then your boyfriend uses your account without saying he is your boyfriend and not you?

 

So how are we supposed to know when it´s actually YOU posing here?

 

Just a thought...

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sorry guys but I can't tell him "do not do that " ta na na .He's not usually using my account ,it just ahppend for him to be in my seat on the PC .Don't get upset on me ,please ! I didn't intentioned any of that .I offer my honest apologiez for whatever I may have caused with my mistakes.[-o

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I think Hazlenut sooorta overreacted, don't gotta apologize

Funny poem shared with others on a forum, it's not like she stole it and sold tickets to read it, and hazlenut, do you KNOW illusionglimps in real life? So how would she "know when it's YOU posting here?"

 

heh, not yellin at hazlenut, but thought it was a funny overreaction

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Well plagiarism is what it is when you post something as if it were your own.

 

Plagiarism (from Latin plagiare "to kidnap") is the practice of claiming, or implying, original authorship or incorporating material from someone else's written or creative work, in whole or in part, into ones own without adequate acknowledgement.

 

If it was not your poem you should have said so. Sharing a poem with us that your read and really enjoyed is commendable but not claiming you wrote it.

 

You did change that later, after you were busted.

 

I am not trying to be harsh but it is troubling to me that some people don't realize this is wrong to do.

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