Righteous Bubba: Poems I Always Hated

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Poems I Always Hated

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I have fucked
your mum
while we were in
your bedroom

and while
you were probably
shopping
for Mother's Day

Forgive me
she was delicious
so sweet
and so old

Context here and here.

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23 comments:

mikey said...: I offer you, without personal or organizational bias, Marcy Playground:

Saint joe he said hes never been
Dressed up like a woman
Saint joe they said your dad is gay
They said your mom
Shes a whore they said it til you
Were raw they said your mom
Shes a bore they made her beg
Them for more my aunt mary
Aunt mary
Aunt mary says
They have the darkness there in their eyes; 5/26/2009 05:49:00 p.m.
Righteous Bubba said...: I am somewhat miffed that I am the only motherfucker in this game.; 5/26/2009 06:11:00 p.m.
tigris said...: Whose plums these are I think I know.
She's shopping in the village though;
She will not see me stopping here
To eat her breakfast icebox sloe.; 5/26/2009 06:25:00 p.m.
Another Kiwi said...: Well, RB it is a specialised field, really.
Don't get all whiny on us motherfucker; 5/26/2009 06:27:00 p.m.
Righteous Bubba said...: They fuck you up, these cold sweet plums.
You steal them from your live-in chums.
They fill you up with sugared flesh
And rocket out your thieving bums.; 5/26/2009 06:34:00 p.m.
mikey said...: Ah. It's recursive. And googlursive.

Kinda like an acronym like BNB that stands for Bubba's not Bubbalicious.

Recursive.

Gonna go stir the Bernaise now...

mikey; 5/26/2009 07:09:00 p.m.
zombie rotten mcdonald said...: I notice
you corrected your typo
in this, the vault copy

Grammar zombie Police
issues warning
straighten the fuck up
or we will send Grannies to Stomp your Eyebrows; 5/26/2009 07:16:00 p.m.
Righteous Bubba said...: Oh, right. Thanks for the reminder.; 5/26/2009 07:22:00 p.m.
Righteous Bubba said...: Fixed!; 5/26/2009 07:43:00 p.m.
herr doktor bimler said...: I think that I will never eat
A plum as flavourful as meat.; 5/26/2009 07:47:00 p.m.
herr doktor bimler said...: "You are old, Mother Mary," the young man said,
"You are barely one step from the tomb.
And yet all my friend come around just to fuck you.
Do you think you could use your own room?"; 5/26/2009 08:06:00 p.m.
mikey said...: Fuckin Grannies rock my world
Fuckin Grannies, frock unfurled
Fuckin Grannies, just too great
Fucking Grannies, watch 'em mate...

mikey; 5/26/2009 08:25:00 p.m.
Righteous Bubba said...: I saw the best plums in refrigeration consumed with gladness, starving roommates naked,

dragging themselves through the laden fridge at dawn looking for a breakfast fix; 5/26/2009 08:31:00 p.m.
fish said...: If those were your plums
then I am a
flying monkey

When you pay me the
6 months of rent
you owe

you can bitch about a
fucking plum
I nicked

dickhead; 5/26/2009 08:41:00 p.m.
mikey said...: I saw the plums, they looked a bit
Moldy, and around the pit
There seemed to be some kind of bugs
Wetas crawling, or maybe just the drugs

The Blackberries were what I chose to eat
They were perfect, rich and sweet
I used the last of the half and half
But then I pissed in the carton for a laugh...; 5/26/2009 09:02:00 p.m.
Another Kiwi said...: Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do

I was made for lovin you Granny
You were made for lovin me
And I cant get enough of you Granny
Can you get enough of me???

As el capcha would say "Puncho"; 5/26/2009 09:11:00 p.m.
Righteous Bubba said...: The Blackberries were what I chose to eat

Did they blend?

Also, PARPH.; 5/26/2009 09:15:00 p.m.
herr doktor bimler said...: "You are old, Mother Mary," the young man said,
"As I earlier ventured to say.
Yet you frequently feature on MILF-of-the-Week;
You even shagged Billy, who's gay."

"In my youth," said his mother, "I flatted with friends,
And often I pilfered their plums.
The fructose I swallowed has rotted my teeth,
But given me soft supple gums."; 5/26/2009 11:20:00 p.m.
tigris said...: I am the mother-fucker.
They send me to eat in the kitchen
When company comes,
But I laugh,
eat your plums,
And grow strong.; 5/27/2009 08:46:00 a.m.
tigris said...: I wondered lonely at a plum
That sits in icebox here and chills,
When all at once I must succumb,
and eat your breakfast if it kills;
I'm sorry, dear; I left a note,
a half apology, half gloat.; 5/27/2009 09:10:00 a.m.
Righteous Bubba said...: Oh you can't bounce a meatball
So try with all your might
Turn on the radio
Your plums took just three bites; 5/27/2009 09:51:00 a.m.
Another Kiwi said...: Those were nice plums
I wonder who owned them
Now they are gone; 5/27/2009 12:21:00 p.m.
Righteous Bubba said...: There once was a person with fruit
A poet thought he'd have a hoot
By eating those plums
Leaving nothing but crumbs
And that's why I'm writing this noot.; 5/27/2009 01:06:00 p.m.

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