Ehhh could someone please switch the topic title to the "poem's" name. Tipsy error to post names in the internet.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: So. The boys are being fucking boring, I mean, it's a Friday night and they're sitting and PLAYING PS3. After drinking a couple of pints in a bar. I somehow figured we'd be having fun here by now, and well, they certainly are, but I'm fucking bored. So I'm writing something.
THE BOYS SUCK
The boys suck,
they suck deep and hard,
Not that they give me any enjoyment.
Could've wrestled
Could've played in the mud
Could've had a long convo
Could've trashed the condo
But no, since the boys suck.
Two pints and I didn't think they'd get drunk
Two pints and I'm falling from the drinking high
Two pints, where would you think we'd be now?
Two pints, anywhere but here
I love you both
but you certainly know how to bore a girl.
if truth were an ocean, would it fit in the pool of a human mind?
- The Corrs
WTF = Welcome To Finland
Ehhh could someone please switch the topic title to the "poem's" name. Tipsy error to post names in the internet.
if truth were an ocean, would it fit in the pool of a human mind?
- The Corrs
WTF = Welcome To Finland
Haha - that's one way to solve boredom I suppose!
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