http://www.links2love.com/poem_generator.htm this is hilarious!! make your own Your skin glows like the orange, blossoms prety as the tulips in the purest hope of spring. My heart follows your trumpet voice and leaps like a horse at the whisper of your name. The evening floats in on a great blue jay wing. I am comforted by your south pole that I carry into the twilight of boobsbeams and hold next to my ass. I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of sperm. As my ----- falls from my sean john, it reminds me of your house. In the quiet, I listen for the last sex of the day. My heated head leaps to my billa bong. I wait in the moonlight for your secret house so that we may slower as one, head to head, in search of the magnificient red and mystical aaron of love. mying, its funny =)
I won't post thew whole thing, but here's a line from mine: "My heated hand leaps to my underwear." Didn't do that on purpose, I just put in some random stuff
haha! My Love Your skin glows like the apple, blossoms love as the rose in the purest hope of spring. My heart follows your bass voice and leaps like a turtle at the whisper of your name. The evening floats in on a great emu wing. I am comforted by your hair that I carry into the twilight of musicbeams and hold next to my heart. I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of blood. As my mind falls from my neclace, it reminds me of your sound. In the quiet, I listen for the last heavy metal of the day. My heated eyes! leaps to my boots. I wait in the moonlight for your secret bass so that we may beauty as one, eyes! to eyes!, in search of the magnificient black and mystical nerd of love.
mines the funniest all random Your skin glows like the Punani, blossoms sexy as the rose in the purest hope of spring. My heart follows your nipple voice and leaps like a p.u.s.s.y. at the whisper of your name. The evening floats in on a great c-ck wing. I am comforted by your thong that I carry into the twilight of pundaibeams and hold next to my boobs. I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of milk. As my peepee falls from my gstring, it reminds me of your doodle. In the quiet, I listen for the last gigidy of the day. My heated hand leaps to my turtle. I wait in the moonlight for your secret gigidy so that we may gigidy as one, hand to hand, in search of the magnificient white and mystical gigidy of love.
LMFAO, oh god that's some crazy ----. Twizted this is some nice stuff you've found. System, ROFLMFAO, the whole thing's priceless.
ROFLi know thx man..i was searching at school for some word generators to do my work and i found this me and my firend were laughing so hard making up funny poems we wasted a whole day laughing it was so funny!! =)
OMFG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "Your skin glows like the apple, blossoms beautiful as the rose in the purest hope of spring. My heart follows your guitar voice and leaps like a dog at the whisper of your name. The evening floats in on a great parrot wing. I am comforted by your shirt that I carry into the twilight of manbeams and hold next to my penis. I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of piss. As my boobs falls from my shirt, it reminds me of your mom. In the quiet, I listen for the last screech of the day. My heated weenis leaps to my pants. I wait in the moonlight for your secret woman so that we may rape as one, weenis to weenis, in search of the magnificient black and mystical dog of love."
My Love Your skin glows like the strawberry, blossoms elderly as the rafflesia (rotten meat flower) in the purest hope of spring. My heart follows your accordian voice and leaps like a stinkworm at the whisper of your name. The evening floats in on a great vulture wing. I am comforted by your jeans that I carry into the twilight of deathbeams and hold next to my toenail. I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of hydrochloric acid. As my liver falls from my jacket, it reminds me of your firewall. In the quiet, I listen for the last gunshot of the day. My heated eye leaps to my scarf. I wait in the moonlight for your secret clock so that we may eat as one, eye to eye, in search of the magnificient puce and mystical water bottle of love.
Your skin glows like the banana, blossoms kirbir as the rose in the purest hope of spring. My heart follows your violin voice and leaps like a tiger at the whisper of your name. The evening floats in on a great swan wing. I am comforted by your skirt that I carry into the twilight of sexbeams and hold next to my dick. I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of water. As my boobs falls from my Jeans, it reminds me of your daryl. In the quiet, I listen for the last bang of the day. My heated eyes leaps to my thong. I wait in the moonlight for your secret bedroom so that we may sleep as one, eyes to eyes, in search of the magnificient pink and mystical asleep of love. LMAO, i just put whatever word came to my mind first, haha
