OHMYGAWD!Nah, that wasn’t it.
THIS is one I’m talking about. I gotta cleanse myself after digging for this.
* AJ LEE APPRECIATION THREAD*
Just let me die right here
I remember this shyt."release my passion"
A poem I have written for Alexa Bliss... by SirMo
- Thread starter SirMo
- Start date
I remember this shyt."release my passion"
Dog Based Gremlin
Veteran
Pi'Raw is red
Violence makes you blue
Stephanie McMahon, this poem is for you
You are the billion dollar princess
with stress always on your mind
Let me undress you, stephy baby
and see your nonexistent behind
Jean Paul comes home
but doesnt exactly do you right
With a nose that big
its the only thing pokin you at night
You maybe aging, baby
but you beauty hasnt diminished
Let me pull out my rod and get you over here
like Scorpion's finish
you have 3 beautiful daughters
runnin all around in your house
ill leave you small and deflated
like the implants that left your blouse
So dear ole' Stephanie
takes these words with glee
let me insert my babies
inside your W-W-E
@ZeroViolence makes you blue
Stephanie McMahon, this poem is for you
You are the billion dollar princess
with stress always on your mind
Let me undress you, stephy baby
and see your nonexistent behind
Jean Paul comes home
but doesnt exactly do you right
With a nose that big
its the only thing pokin you at night
You maybe aging, baby
but you beauty hasnt diminished
Let me pull out my rod and get you over here
like Scorpion's finish
you have 3 beautiful daughters
runnin all around in your house
ill leave you small and deflated
like the implants that left your blouse
So dear ole' Stephanie
takes these words with glee
let me insert my babies
inside your W-W-E
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Pi'Raw is red@Zero
Violence makes you blue
Stephanie McMahon, this poem is for you
You are the billion dollar princess
with stress always on your mind
Let me undress you, stephy baby
and see your nonexistent behind
Jean Paul comes home
but doesnt exactly do you right
With a nose that big
its the only thing pokin you at night
You maybe aging, baby
but you beauty hasnt diminished
Let me pull out my rod and get you over here
like Scorpion's finish
you have 3 beautiful daughters
runnin all around in your house
ill leave you small and deflated
like the implants that left your blouse
So dear ole' Stephanie
takes these words with glee
let me insert my babies
inside your W-W-E
Nah, that wasn’t it.
THIS is one I’m talking about. I gotta cleanse myself after digging for this.
* AJ LEE APPRECIATION THREAD*
Just let me die right here
Wow. What a mess.
HipHopStan
Top 113 Poster
Flip the switch and reveal the alias. My money on @saysomethingfunnymike that dude be stalking these hos social media accounts
Bart simpson
Served w/ no chill
Kevin_Nash
2x WWE Hall of Famer
*sips 5th glass of $700 Wine*
It's a Tuesday night, after a glass of wine or three
Hunter called and said to watch the network of WWE
It's 205 Live, wouldn't you know
I knew I had to get more Merlot
People without a care, flying through the air
But on the mic, they had the charisma of a chair
Void of personality, it's insane
I called up Hunter to voice my complaints
"Hunter, what the fukk is this flippy shyt?"
"Kev, the Cruiserweight Classic was a big hit"
I hung up the phone, blaming a loud widget
How can he be so obsessed with vanilla midgets?
This show needs help, I can bring it back to life
One by one, each midget gets a jacknife
"Wah Wah Wah" says an internet whiner
Mark, no one on the show is a headliner
All are irrelevant like @Scott_Steiner
Morale of the story, and this might get me some heat
You don't matter in wrestling if you're under 6 feet
It's a Tuesday night, after a glass of wine or three
Hunter called and said to watch the network of WWE
It's 205 Live, wouldn't you know
I knew I had to get more Merlot
People without a care, flying through the air
But on the mic, they had the charisma of a chair
Void of personality, it's insane
I called up Hunter to voice my complaints
"Hunter, what the fukk is this flippy shyt?"
"Kev, the Cruiserweight Classic was a big hit"
I hung up the phone, blaming a loud widget
How can he be so obsessed with vanilla midgets?
This show needs help, I can bring it back to life
One by one, each midget gets a jacknife
"Wah Wah Wah" says an internet whiner
Mark, no one on the show is a headliner
All are irrelevant like @Scott_Steiner
Morale of the story, and this might get me some heat
You don't matter in wrestling if you're under 6 feet
Sasha I know you're married and from Boston
But why do you ignore your fans?
I love Eddie Guerrero too,your eyes I could get lost in
Really I could be your man, what part don't you understand?
Sasha you seem stressed
you really shouldn't have married that seamstress
You have me blocked I've DM'd you like Austin, do you really think I'm trash you're tossing?
I'm hurt, I've dream less but last night I had a dream that we mated
I wanted you BAD , I was so elated, I'm sorry I truly felt we were fated
Now I have to go kamikaze on Mikazi who deserves to be hated
How come she don't want me, man?
Edit/
Got your next poem for Sasha ready.
Dear Ms. I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
This'll be the last poem I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word. I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two tweets;
I wrote the @'s up on 'em perfect
So this is my DM I'm sending you, I hope you read it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Boss, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins "In the Air Tonight"
About that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late. I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy follow or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I love you, Boss, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See, Boss,—shut up bytch! I'm trying to talk!
Hey, Boss, that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk,
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up. See, I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die, too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shyt, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shyt out?
Jesus H. Christ
I died for your sins
Coli poets y'all
Classic thread
Classic thread
Francis White
i been away to long, my feeling died.
Matt Black from the AJ thread was a true piece of shyt. He was the ultimate loser. Imagine writing that letter and sending it to her? We throw around the term mark and neck beard but this guy was the personification of a Mark. Let’s hope he is getting proper treatment for his mental illness.