by Guest Sun Dec 05, 2010 10:58 am
Time to revive this once good thread
Been buried to page 5, near enough dead
But then one day, forest returned
Back with better poems, I have learned
Plenty of things since my poems back then
I'll never write some shit like that again
Turns out my easiest genre is romance
So here's a poem about my bromance
Started off in Year 10, playing football
Shoulder barged the new lad against the brick wall
Apologised quickly, he looked quite hard
Lol'd at his voice, sounded like a tard
But quickly we became good friends
We were similar, same sort of trends
Then the day came we had to choose our future
I could not leave my Aston Kucher
So both of us went off to the same college
Hoping to leave with excellent knowledge
Our first priority was the fit chick in our class
She was a beaut, one sexy ass
Turned out she was a bit of a posh cunt
Also she came across as a bit blunt
We thought we had failed, wouldnt have a chance
Then went to some party, mate got a dance
Nice looking girl, great personality
Bit dim like, funny mentality
But she was easy, my mate had her within weeks
Had his dick between her bum cheeks
Told me everything, kinda dint wanna know
Suprised he dint ask, if i wanted a go
The weeks went by, the got together
Twas true love, should last forever
But for me it was hard, not much luck
All i had managed, was one drunken fuck
I regretted it in the morning, I had to laugh
Happened in the bathroom, next to the bath
Then it all changed, one week later
Met this girl, i wanted to date her
Got to know each other better
The days went by, she made me wetter
Exchanged numbers, started to text
I hoped all this would lead to sex
Many Days went by and we were still talking
I was obsessed, near enough stalking
But she was beautiful in every single way
My soppyness probably came across as quite gay
3 weeks had one, still not dating
I'd started to get sick of waiting
So then one day I took her skating
That was all a bit of baiting
She couldnt skate, i took my chance
Held her hand, tried to ice dance
Interlocking fingers was the situation
Wanted to get home and do some masterbation
Ended the night but only got a hug
Wtf was that about, i wanted a tug
But following on from that we started seeing each other
The very next day I got to meet her mother
All went well, she said i was lovely
But I didnt dare say that the dad was ugly
Quite a long poem, next time it'll be shorter
It will be about a Thai bride, and how i bought her
First poem since September, sorry if i'm a bit rusty