Roses are red
Violets are purple
Once you eat 20 xanax you can beat a shitposter black and blue
Violets are purple
Once you eat 20 xanax you can beat a shitposter black and blue
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Started by CatHead [1581564] on in Fun & Games.
Posts archived: 55 / 55 posts (100%) · the total is Torn's reply count + the opening post at the last fetch
Sung to Jingle Bells
Dashing through the Streets,
Some stolen stuff in sacks,
Cant wait to get to torn town,
To sell it for some xanax
Dashing through the Streets,
Some stolen stuff in sacks,
Cant wait to get to torn town,
To sell it for some xanax
Xanax, Xanax
Helps me relax
Helps me relax
Xanax!Oh, Xanax!
I hate you! You stink!
I wish I could wash you away in the sink.
If only a bomb
would explode you to bits.
Xanax! Oh, Xanax!
You're giving me fits.
My faction was full
of a man-eating sharks,
but lately I feel I’m
alone in the dark,
I’ve searched everywhere ,
and what do I find?
Friends OD’ed on Xanax,
strung out of their minds.
Xanax! Oh, Xanax!
you're last on my list,
I simply can't see
why you even exist.
Wait!? 250e!?
But... I never knew!
Xanax! Oh, Xanax!
Now I love you too!
Xanax bars, a poem by Feelsgoodman
Whose Xanax bar is that? I think I know.
It’s owner is quite mellow and happy though.
Full of joy like a vivid rainbow,
I watch her laugh. I cry hello!
She gives her Xanax bar a shake,
and laughs until her belly aches.
She cracks the bar in two and the sound it makes,
is of distant waves and birds awake.
She pops half a bar into her mouth and swallows,
Xanax abuse can suppress your sorrows,
Spend some time to sit and wallow.
The stress has been running deep,
after xanax, cake and lots of sleep,
sweet dreams come to her cheap.
She gently rises from her bed,
with thoughts of kittens in her head,
She pops another xan and eats her jam with some bread.
Ready for the day ahead.
Whose Xanax bar is that? I think I know.
It’s owner is quite mellow and happy though.
Full of joy like a vivid rainbow,
I watch her laugh. I cry hello!
She gives her Xanax bar a shake,
and laughs until her belly aches.
She cracks the bar in two and the sound it makes,
is of distant waves and birds awake.
She pops half a bar into her mouth and swallows,
Xanax abuse can suppress your sorrows,
Spend some time to sit and wallow.
The stress has been running deep,
after xanax, cake and lots of sleep,
sweet dreams come to her cheap.
She gently rises from her bed,
with thoughts of kittens in her head,
She pops another xan and eats her jam with some bread.
Ready for the day ahead.
Bump. 4 days left.
Mentions: PabloShacome [2310371] · Closed
Xanax is my best friend
and my nightmare
its everything I love
and everything I fear
Its my strength
my greatest plight
this evil addiction
I try to fight
Its my reality
my make believe bliss
I just never imagined
I'd end up like this.
and my nightmare
its everything I love
and everything I fear
Its my strength
my greatest plight
this evil addiction
I try to fight
Its my reality
my make believe bliss
I just never imagined
I'd end up like this.
Drugs Thugs And Hugs
RippTorn got 10
Daisy got 7
TheLawlessMan got 3
I am a sucker for rhythm in poetry. Well done winners. Thanks for entering all.
Daisy got 7
TheLawlessMan got 3
I am a sucker for rhythm in poetry. Well done winners. Thanks for entering all.
gg guys! You all wrote really well! ^^
Thank you CatHead!
Are we ready for a verdict? ;)
The one with the numbers that's two above is the verdict, I'm pretty sure.
;(