Poem -
His Name Is Ralph
Up chuck
Was a sick old man
One mit rubbed his stomach
Toilet handle held firm in the other hand,
About to Earl
never really did hurl
But then he met up chuck
And learned to spill his guts,
puke stains
Messy face
Barf for brains
A total disgrace.
See them out
No show them the door
Old faithful spout
Vomit galore,
The other man
rocking in corner hand on mouth
Loosing his lunch, do you know the title
His name is.....R...A...L...P...H...
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Comments
Hello Devon...
I just finished supper...
Thanks Man!
Hugs...
sparrowsong
I could have used the stand by me lard ass starting a barf festival picture but I thought it would make this poem way grosser that it already was lol. Hope you didn't lose your dinner. Thanks Sparrowsong a smile on my face from your comment.
Hey Devon I glad my supper is already settled . You are in a silly mood tonight with your poems . All good things though . I am silly person through my heart . Cheers hrlÂ
I wanted to do some humorous writes and these ideas came to me I thought how different would it be to write something gross and this it what I threw up. Appreciate you adding your silliness on my page Hardrock.