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You calling me a wanker?

Right you bastard, outside!
I’ll thump you so bloody hard your eyeballs will fall out
and you will have to get down and crawl around to find them
and when you put them back in they will be all covered in grit
AND IT WON’T FEEL VERY NICE,
you wanker

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Region, Country: Sydney, Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: The Romantics, The Mersey Sound, The Beats and, of course, The Bard

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Conect11

18 years 10 months ago

wow,

sensitive! Was it something I said?
weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 10 months ago

darling

I give you credit for the inspiration, not blame teehee cheers, Jess
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vonnegutfan

18 years 2 months ago

I’m just wondering how

I'm just wondering how hard you have to thump someone for there eyes to fall out and considering what I know of physic's and mechanics, ie the force applied to said head that pops out eyeballs is the same force applied to your finger. So becareful if you break your finger then you cant write and if you can't write I can't read the tihngs you didn't write. OH hell I am lost, Loved it,great work.
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Snpdrgon

18 years 2 months ago

LOL VF u funnee I read this

LOL VF u funnee I read this on my cell phone while I was in bed and almost fell out. xxx Lisa~
weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 2 months ago

thanks for the warning!

Would hate to damage my typing fingers, but wonder if, in the heat of the moment, I would consider the consequences, might even slip on one of the slippery eyeballs, fall, bang my head, get brain damage and never write again from my vegetative state. A warning to young passionate poets! 'Ware slippery eyeballs! cheers, Jess
Seren

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

Right you bastard,

Right you bastard, outside! I’ll thump you so bloody hard your eyeballs will fall out you'll have to get down and crawl around to find them when you put them back in they will be all covered in grit AND IT WON’T FEEL VERY NICE, you wanker I loved this one Jess I often travel back in time but rarely leave comments this one I thought could do with a little tweak removing the 'ands' gives the last AND a little more punch in my humble opinion ... lol I bet you thought wtf when you see the email for this one ?? oh and I thought your to you'll would give it more flow ... ignore my suggestions at whim hun just thought this one needed a tweak three years later lol love and hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x
weirdelf

weirdelf

16 years 2 months ago

you must understand mona,

this is a desperately serious evolutionary poem. Chimps in trees became humans walking upright when during a dispute one said to another "Right you bastard, outside!" Cheers, Jess, reprehensibly irrepressible