George’s poems revisted

God said to george write me a poem
george said god i can’t do it on my own
God said well… george said what
God said you can do what you want but
next time you see me you’d better run
george said ok where you want this poem done
God said out near Hardee’s on Business 61
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Posted at 2:12 am on June 4, 2009 | leave a comment | Filed Under: Uncategorized | read on

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE……..not!

i go stoopin super dooper super stooper
but george just sits inside and writes shit poems
collecting them  together with a pooper scooper
And when its cold outside he just freaks out and starts cryin
pussing out hit by a patty melt for spanking ryan
HAH! he got served but not quite what he deserved
cause’ his ass is still walking and [...]

Posted at 1:22 am on March 1, 2009 | leave a comment | Filed Under: Uncategorized | read on

About

We all know George, and it’s safe to say most of us hate him. It used to be his well dressed pseudo-intellectual hipster aesthetic  that gave us the desire to choke him with a stylish bow tie whilst singing neutral milk hotel, but now we all have a much more legit reason to hate George. His poetry. I haven’t read any of it, but I’m sure it sucks.  He writes it in secret books.  They sell them at the bookstore. In the secret book aisle. As if he didn’t have enough secret newsletters. What is this guy hiding? I’ll tell you what he’s hiding, feelings, and feelings are for pussies. There are only a few ways to fight feelings. Hurting people, hanging out with bros, belittling women, and mocking things. so fuck George and his poetry……this is what i think of poetry