Me and the twins 9 years from now
Let's make it interesting. Whoever comes up with the best caption gets a free Kitchen Press Chapbook of their choice. Submit captions in the comment box of this post.
posted by Poetry Bear at
1:19 PM
Friday, December 19, 2008
Let's make it interesting. Whoever comes up with the best caption gets a free Kitchen Press Chapbook of their choice. Submit captions in the comment box of this post.
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19 Comments:
O, c'mon Dad, we don't HAVE to like poetry
Crap, kids -- I guess I should stop humping this tree.
HA. The word verification is "sperm." No joke.
If Robert Frost taught us anything, it's that dry-humping can be a zesty enterprise.
These great Kronos swallowed as each came forth from the womb, with this intent: that no other of the proud sons should hold the kingly office amongst the deathless gods.
If a tree falls on some twins in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does they make a sound?
Kid 1: Dad's so drunk on poetry he can hardly stand!
Kid 2: Okay, unleash the Billy Collins & he'll sober up.
Kids: uhh...where's our human dad?
Bear: wait, wait - look, I can stand, I can feel myself evolving as we speak!
Twin #1
C'mon dad it's like Spicer said,
"And when you shiver in the timbers wondering/ If there will ever be poetry/ When the house falls you shiver/ In the vacant lumber of your poetry./ Beauty is so rare a thing, Pound sang./ So few drink at my fountain.
Twin #2
Um... where's mom?
Pappa, I don't think you're supposed to put Rogaine over your WHOLE body.
Come on, you CAN fit in here, Pops. It will be totally post-avant.
Uh-oh, looks like it's going to be a white X-Mas !
Marie & Eli looked back on the grizzly-fucking-the-tree incident as the moment when they first came to appreciate "the sublime."
"Worst game of hide and seek ever."
"If you don't take us to Disneyworld next year, I'm gonna start wetting the bed."
moo
"echo blindly but quite lucidly corresponds to narcissus. it's a love story, after all."
ce n'est pas un guignol.
http://www.afterimagegallery.com/eisenstaedtpuppetshow.jpg
My cat's breath smells like cat food.
My cat's breath smells like cat food.
Did you bring any clean underwear?
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