Poetry

Submitted by MeanJoe07 on November 1st, 2019 at 11:21 PM

John Oneil. What's your deal? You've created wounds that will never heal. What exactly is your appeal?  Your incompetence is real. For heaven's sake do you know how your calls make me feel? You make my blood congeal. My soul you will always steal. Watching you I can never keep an even keel. Your face makes me purge my meal. I wish you looked like Jessica Biel. F*ck John O'Neil. 

 

Comments

xtramelanin

November 2nd, 2019 at 6:32 AM ^

poetry, poetry,

how do you like my poetry?

not as mellow

as othello,

but its poetry!

(i believe mean joe meets the definition of a 'woke koala')

 

Drew Henson's Backup

November 4th, 2019 at 9:50 AM ^

I hope you don't mind my honesty, but this is not a diary. Still, it's a post that is worthy. Now go eat a tree.