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Array ( [sid] => 114743 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Those Popeye cartoons [time] => 2006-02-13 09:30:12 [hometext] => This is a fictional poem. [bodytext] => When I was ten years old, I got my butt kicked one day at noon.
I got cuts and bruises and I blamed those Popeye cartoons.
I finally decided to stand up to a bully.
I would've ran if I had understood it fully.
When Popeye ate his spinach, he always beat the crap out of Bluto.
But that doesn't happen in real life, I would've been better off taking judo.
When I ate a can of spinach, I challenged the bully to a fight.
I thought I'd kick his ass but instead he punched out my lights.
He beat me black and blue and gave me an atomic wedgie.
After that, just the mention of this guy made me edgy.
I thought I would win but boy was I wrong.
Spinach may have been good for me but it didn't make me strong.
Years later I was furious when this bully married my sister.
She loves him dearly but sometimes he does things that ***** her.
When she caught him with another woman, she had a fit.
She dragged him out of the bed and emulated Lorraina Bobbit.
Ouch!! That had to hurt.
After that, he decided to no longer chase skirts.
If you're a married man who is thinking about cheating, I have some advice that is sound.
You'd better make darn certain there are no knives around. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 7 [informant] => randyjohnson [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
Those Popeye cartoons

Contributed by randyjohnson on Monday, 13th February 2006 @ 09:30:12 AM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



When I was ten years old, I got my butt kicked one day at noon.
I got cuts and bruises and I blamed those Popeye cartoons.
I finally decided to stand up to a bully.
I would've ran if I had understood it fully.
When Popeye ate his spinach, he always beat the crap out of Bluto.
But that doesn't happen in real life, I would've been better off taking judo.
When I ate a can of spinach, I challenged the bully to a fight.
I thought I'd kick his ass but instead he punched out my lights.
He beat me black and blue and gave me an atomic wedgie.
After that, just the mention of this guy made me edgy.
I thought I would win but boy was I wrong.
Spinach may have been good for me but it didn't make me strong.
Years later I was furious when this bully married my sister.
She loves him dearly but sometimes he does things that ***** her.
When she caught him with another woman, she had a fit.
She dragged him out of the bed and emulated Lorraina Bobbit.
Ouch!! That had to hurt.
After that, he decided to no longer chase skirts.
If you're a married man who is thinking about cheating, I have some advice that is sound.
You'd better make darn certain there are no knives around.




Copyright © randyjohnson ... [ 2006-02-13 09:30:12]
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Re: Those Popeye cartoons (User Rating: 1 )
by NoSaint on Monday, 13th February 2006 @ 09:49:41 AM AEST
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very enjoyable read

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