A BABE IN CHRIST

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

An approximate timespan of 18months since thee cried out from the soiled sheets in the mould and damp bedsit.

A beseeching from a corrupt abrupt specimen whose pitiful pleading bleeding was heard from the word.

Growth had been slow but sure, the sheath of old clings but decays.

A recognition causes repentance, the Epiglottis heaves…………..

[CarnageParticipant 22113]

Da f~~~?

Colin that s~~~ you smoke is bad, i want some.

To those following me, be careful, I just farted. Men those beans are killers.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Carnage wrote:

Da f~~~?
Colin that s~~~ you smoke is bad, i want some.

Come to England, I will pay for your flight and have a spare room. Bring your own spade.

[CarnageParticipant 22113]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Carnage wrote:

Da f~~~?Colin that s~~~ you smoke is bad, i want some.

Come to England, I will pay for your flight and have a spare room. Bring your own spade.

That wold imply me trusting you, that is imposible if you still breath.

To those following me, be careful, I just farted. Men those beans are killers.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Carnage wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Carnage wrote:

Da f~~~?Colin that s~~~ you smoke is bad, i want some.

Come to England, I will pay for your flight and have a spare room. Bring your own spade.

That wold imply me trusting you, that is imposible if you still breath.

Well, I am in a coma, so only technically breathing.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Well, I am in coma, so only technically breathing.

[HermitParticipant]

Carnage wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Carnage wrote:

Da f~~~?Colin that s~~~ you smoke is bad, i want some.

Come to England, I will pay for your flight and have a spare room. Bring your own spade.

That wold imply me trusting you, that is imposible if you still breath.

I’d even trust you before I’d trust Colin the Crazy.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Anonymous 18]

Colin – in your will – provide your login credentials to this website and have your lawyer upload a picture of you posthumously.

[bladeParticipant]

NEVER TRUST A POET . Learnt that one back in the day peter the poet . A mate of mine was nearly stabbed to death and spent along time in hospital . The story put out was that it was over a property deal that went bad . lmfao it totally wasn’t . The good old days .

THE PLANTATION HAS NOW TURNED INTO THE KILLING FIELDS . WOMAN ARE NOW ROLLING CAMBODIAN STYLE .

[bladeParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Come to England, I will pay for your flight and have a spare room. Bring your own spade.

Lol above in good humor .

Got another mate who loves poetry and he is swedish . He is a top bloke and has a good sense of humor . We had a drink in my backyard one night after i had finnished with the system . His relationship had just broken down . So we drank together and had a bonfire . Then i blew my back yard up . Charlie was on fire on his arm and s~~~ , just roll Charlie around . I was ok i didn’t get hit . F~~~ we had a blast that night . Don’t know why but cops never came .

scorched earth policy for real motherf~~~ers . Don’t even give them a blade of grass .

THE PLANTATION HAS NOW TURNED INTO THE KILLING FIELDS . WOMAN ARE NOW ROLLING CAMBODIAN STYLE .

[Branched offParticipant 10928]

Colin we talked about this before. Thee is not a subject.

Now my pedantry is aroused and I do not like the idea that your poems might arouse anything in me.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thou

A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Branched off wrote:

Colin we talked about this before. Thee is not a subject.
Now my pedantry is aroused and I do not like the idea that your poems might arouse anything in me.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thou

No, the thee is perfectly located in it’s entirety as the “word” is speaking to me in lucid tones.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

blade wrote:

NEVER TRUST A POET . Learnt that one back in the day peter the poet . A mate of mine was nearly stabbed to death and spent along time in hospital . The story put out was that it was over a property deal that went bad . lmfao it totally wasn’t . The good old days .

How is Rolf doing?

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Anonymous wrote:

Colin – in your will – provide your login credentials to this website and have your lawyer upload a picture of you posthumously.

Funny you should say that. I intend getting my will done this week. Leaving all my savings to the fowl wildlife foundation lest my undeserving parents obtain my hard earned money.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Hermit wrote:

Carnage wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Carnage wrote:

Da f~~~?Colin that s~~~ you smoke is bad, i want some.

Come to England, I will pay for your flight and have a spare room. Bring your own spade.

That wold imply me trusting you, that is imposible if you still breath.

I’d even trust you before I’d trust Colin the Crazy.

Herm you North American gump, what do you know about a goose?

[MarketWatcherParticipant]

F~~~ing geese. Pulling up the grass, s~~~ing everywhere, fighting with their reflection on my car and then chasing me when I try to get them out of the road. It’s getting personal. I’m trying real hard to get along with them, but they are not making it easy. Feathered bastards.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Hermit wrote:

Carnage wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Carnage wrote:

Da f~~~?Colin that s~~~ you smoke is bad, i want some.

Come to England, I will pay for your flight and have a spare room. Bring your own spade.

That wold imply me trusting you, that is imposible if you still breath.

I’d even trust you before I’d trust Colin the Crazy.

Herm you North American gump, what do you know about a goose?

What, you believe geese are indigenous to England? We have geese all over the place here. I hear them honking overhead quite often, along with the soft whistling of their wings as they fly through the air. I’ve had them hissing at me at the park while they try to protect their young. I’ve fed them pieces of bread as they swim about. I know about geese, you motherf~~~er. You are not the goose whisperer that you think you are and yes, I have also pet the feathery water fowl.

What know you of cows, bitch?

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[HermitParticipant]

Branched off wrote:

Colin we talked about this before. Thee is not a subject.
Now my pedantry is aroused and I do not like the idea that your poems might arouse anything in me.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thou

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Branched off wrote:

Colin we talked about this before. Thee is not a subject.Now my pedantry is aroused and I do not like the idea that your poems might arouse anything in me.https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thou

No, the thee is perfectly located in it’s entirety as the “word” is speaking to me in lucid tones.

I must agree with Branched off. “Thee” does not work there.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Thorndyke wrote:

Colin – in your will – provide your login credentials to this website and have your lawyer upload a picture of you posthumously.

Funny you should say that. I intend getting my will done this week. Leaving all my savings to the fowl wildlife foundation lest my undeserving parents obtain my hard earned money.

Leaving me out completely, then? You dumb whore.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[HermitParticipant]

MarketWatcher wrote:

F~~~ing geese. Pulling up the grass, s~~~ing everywhere, fighting with their reflection on my car and then chasing me when I try to get them out of the road. It’s getting personal. I’m trying real hard to get along with them, but they are not making it easy. Feathered bastards.

Kind of arrogant like cats, eh? Only with differing behavior.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

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