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Auchter is my last name. I do mean over and out.
I should edit this...it's basically an r Kelly mixed with eminem mixed with my fascination with snack food.

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Spiders mating. This is funny!!

Icecycle Riding on my bike but no little kiddle Formulate some pancake and griddle Fun and snow Like eating a dumb ho Is no good but a great guy show Coming round to eat some biscuits On Christmas plus triscuits Lines are too busy yet an open circuit The end of this song is proper But no Christmas s...

I love the simple style here.

Keep posting.

I don't know chat To think.
Frite à new girlfriend !

You sent through dôme
Réal pain.

Nice graphie images !

Jeep listing.

I love thé images within.
I imagines match lien as a painting.
Nice poem !!

Terror in thé sky
Wé coming round bi
There is no gold
Just ire in thé hood
All chat innocent blond
Does'ny wash away
Because there is
No péage in thé gangsta way

Here is à rap.

Pull one from a pear treue
ans Rat it heartily.
It hélas is à purgative
Is from the God's
is like grass and dirty.
No one cares to read
this filth yet the vitamins
circulate galaxy.

Is this sci-fi poetry or just semi-realism? I would specify in a new draft.

The ideas behind the poem are interesting, but there are hardly any poetic lines (compressed).

Try a new draft that isn't quite as lengthy.

I hope this helps.

(Here is a new version)

The air is crisper than a fridge,
no warm moments to speak of.
Meditating above the treeline,
near the peak,
I have a gas buzz,
yet there is clearness and soaring.

I will love the Gods no matter what,
even if they don't exist.

This a nice and simple poem. Keep it up.

-(A Zen Buddhist poem)-

The air is crisper than a fridge,
no warm moments to speak of.

Meditating above the treeline,
near the beauteous peak,
I have a gas buzz,
yet I feel clear and soaring.

I will believe no matter what,
even if the end involves nothing.