Posted 4 years, 4 months ago in the early evening by moreno
Here is a poem I wrote about Wheat Thins. I hope you love it:
Wheat Thins
Wheat Thins, my love,
You could be anyone,
And still I’d chew your corners.
So much wheat, and yet so thin,
I can’t tell where I end and you begin.
Please run away with me, my dear,
I’ll always keep you safe and near,
In the dark recesses of my mouth,
I promise to never spit you out.
Wheat thins, oh wheat thins,
I came to you alone.
You were so gentle, so sincere,
You left me with a home.
But when you left me for another,
I burned the house down.
And laid down in the ashes,
And died without a sound.
Wheat thins, oh wheat thins,
Why did you treat me so?
I only wanted to lick your wounds.
I only wanted to be your wounds.
Wheat Thins.
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If you want some more quality poetry like this, come check out the Via Violenta show on Saturday @ 8:15 @ the once-famous CBGB’s. I’ll be sure to do a spoken-word rendition of “Wheat Thins”. Remember, living on the opposite side of the country isn’t an excuse for missing this once-in-a-lifetime event. Come for the music, stay for the humiliation.
that poem was beautiful. these eyes, theyre crying. can’t wait to go to your show, i know its going to be magnificient.
hmm…i never thought i’d be jealous of wheat thins.
Priya, don’t beat yourself up. Wheat thins are beautiful things. But you are too. Really.
thanks, i guess.
Nelson: Hey Simpson, I hear your sister dumped Christianity!
Bart: Who cares?
Dolph: I’ll tell you someone who cares. He’s got long hair, works as a carpenter, has a lot of crazy ideas about love and brotherhood!
Jimbo: His name’s Gunther and he’s dating my mom. Sometimes he buys us beer.
Bart: I thought Kearney was dating your mom.
Kearney: Hey, she came on to me.
The word ‘unblowuppable’ is thrown around a lot these days. But I think I can say with confidence that :explosion heard: Okay.. that shows you what could potentially happen.
Bart: Well whaddya know, cats eat flies.
Milhouse: Sometimes I wish a cat would eat me.
Ah, Andy Capp, you wife-beating drunk.
I want to set the record straight: I thought the cop was a prostitute
Homer: What’s the longest anyone’s ever done this: :dances around blurting out sounds:
Lady: Three years.
Homer: Oh Pff.. fine. I’ll just play the banjo with this cobra.
Guy: Uh, technically the cobra would get the record, he’s the one playing.
Homer: But it’s my banjo!
James Woods: Now, I’m off to battle aliens in a far-away planet.
Marge: That sounds like a good movie.
James Woods: Yes, yes…a movie.
Marge: Here’s five dollars, buy yourself a suit and get busy.
Guy: I’ll buy your suit… OF DRUGS!
Homer: Hey Bart come over here and….aw fuck it i cant think of anything
Bart: Cool! God is so in-your-face!
Homer: Yeah, he’s my favorite fictional character.
Homer: I am sick of this Tarzan movie.
Lisa: Dad, this is a documentary on the homeless.
Homer: Really.
Duffman can never die, only the actors who play him. Oh yeah!
hari, leave this to the professionals.
Marge: Oh please! You get exhausted watching the Twilight Zone marathon! :laughs: I’m a regular Billy Crystal!
Bart: :not laughing: You got that right.
or
Announcer: Ed O’Niel is…. Soccer Mummy!
Kid: Go soccer mummy! You told me to believe in myself!
Blond Girl: :excited and laughing:
Soccer Mummy: Mmmmmm!
Guy: Uh oh, the professor said not to let him get a boner!
:bandages are heard tearing:
Homer: Hahahahahaha! I’m laughin, but it’s a laugh of impatience! Show the movie!
Homer: I’m in no condition to drive. Wait, I shouldn’t listen to myself. I’m drunk!
Homer: Boy when Marge told me she was going to the Police Academy, I thought it would be fun and exciting, you know, like that movie Spaceballs. But instead, it’s been painful and disturbing like that movie Police Academy.
RALPH: Ms. Hoover? There’s a dog in the vent.
MISS HOOVER: Ralph, remember the time you said Snagglepuss was outside?
RALPH: He was going to the bathroom.
Mr. Burns: Smithers, do you think maybe my power plant killed those ducks?
Smithers: There’s no maybe about it, sir.
Mr. Burns: Excellent.
purple monkey dishwasher
Reporter: Don’t you think it’s dangerous to send civilians into space?
Homer: I’ll handle this… the only danger in space is if we land on the terrible Planet of the Apes… wait a minute. Statue of Liberty… THAT WAS OUR PLANET! YOU MANIACS! YOU BLEW IT UP! DAMN YOU! DAMN YOU ALL TO HELL! (Starts sobbing uncontrollably)