Peacock Dance [#twitterfoundpoem, August 12, 2010]
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If you run into me today, and we make eye contact
I consider that grounds for a dance-fight.
You have been dance-warned.
u ready for action?
then let's dance twinkle toes.
Winner gets the virginity of the loser on his random dick.
I'm gna fight 4 wat's mine
gonna pull off my pants and dance!
likkle banga banga danga banga dhata gwan!
Hey! Call me gay if you want.
I'm still gonna wake u up in the middle of the nite
with your virginity on my random dick.
Those are the Ancient rules governing dance-fight!
now pull off ur pants
and dance!
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Thursday, August 12, 2010
Peacock Dance [#twitterfoundpoem, August 12, 2010]
Monday, May 10, 2010
Expiry Date is RIGHT NOW [Twitter Found Poem, May 10, 2010]
Expiry Date is RIGHT NOW [Twitter Found Poem, May 10, 2010]
Tweets+Edits= #twitterfoundpoem
Twitter Bug dance Lets you freak
the pole at The Club like a Replicant.
get back in the groove with
indecent, obscene or menacing
joke dancing. it's illegal for ppl to say
stupid shit on the web now...
But we can dance instead and
freak the pole at The Club...
illegal ppl, REPORT to the airport RIGHT NOW!!!
we plan to blow up a firework in a pigeons ass,
When you and your stupid shit on the web get here...
it's the Groove Yard or the graveyard...
your choice. ALL potential DANCERS
REPORT to the airport. it's illegal for ppl to say
something, everything … Just make ready…
you're on live web now
and you love to freak the pole at The Club
like a Replicant who's just scanned his own
barcode to find his expiry date is RIGHT NOW.
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Tweets+Edits= #twitterfoundpoem
Twitter Bug dance Lets you freak
the pole at The Club like a Replicant.
get back in the groove with
indecent, obscene or menacing
joke dancing. it's illegal for ppl to say
stupid shit on the web now...
But we can dance instead and
freak the pole at The Club...
illegal ppl, REPORT to the airport RIGHT NOW!!!
we plan to blow up a firework in a pigeons ass,
When you and your stupid shit on the web get here...
it's the Groove Yard or the graveyard...
your choice. ALL potential DANCERS
REPORT to the airport. it's illegal for ppl to say
something, everything … Just make ready…
you're on live web now
and you love to freak the pole at The Club
like a Replicant who's just scanned his own
barcode to find his expiry date is RIGHT NOW.
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