I Suppose It’s Prose

In lieu of a prologue(by Evi Stamou)

A couple of days ago, my good friend and poet, Captain Bleem, who became known to asdf’ers through his amazing poem “The Search“, shared a few poems with me. These poems are sort of different. They are small, funny and smart. I must have read them at least three times; I couldn’t stop laughing! I thought I should share them with friends on the spot,
so we decided to post them here. They could belong to a category called ‘I Suppose It’s Prose…?”, but I thought it was better to publish them in “Leisure Time”.
After all, is there a better way to pass your time than reading something like this?
If your way of thinking is like his, you’ll love them! If not, you will appreciate his extraordinary mind anyway!


urine my heart
urine my soul
urine my mind
and urine my toilet bowl


Catch a B
Sail the C
Drink some T
And take a :P)


I had an ‘eff’
On my breff
Mommy hit me
Now I’m deff


College stated
I confess
It’s just B.S.


“See you L8r
(This is what she said)
She’s a tr8r
So I 8r
With pot8r, Fred


Can’t you tL
I’m in your spL
You ring my bL
Although you smL

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  1. LittleDarkSecret Sunday - 30 / 12 / 2007 Reply
    Hahaha! I love these, I love how you spout out this kind of stuff! Love your grey matter <3
    • Bleem Sunday - 30 / 12 / 2007 Reply
      You'd better cos you'll be hanging around it forever, sweetie! (my gf, folks)))) Thanx and *smoochez*
  2. canl? sohbet Sunday - 08 / 01 / 2017 Reply
    I am so glad I discovered this weblog. Thank you for the information. You make a good deal of good points in your post. Rated five stars!

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