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Array ( [sid] => 72311 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => NURSEY CUTS [time] => 2004-11-19 17:59:50 [hometext] => I was bored one day and came up with these little rimes : ) [bodytext] =>
Blood dripping from my wrist
upon the ground with great
bliss.

Cutting deeper watching it flow.
Waiting to find a surprise inside.

How many cuts will it take to
get to the middle and find
Hell's gates.

People pass by with a blind's eye
Never seeing the blood of fate.

One, two, three, cuts there deep.

No more living just death final
Leap.

Call 911 another dead one.

Death is a game I play it all the
time like Russian roulette
One shot you're dead.

Cut cut cut to my wrist.
Cut cut cut to my wrist.
Cut cut cut to my wrist.
Cut to my wrist I'm bleeding.

Let's play cut real deep.

Razor had a little blade
it's skin was full of blood
everywhere the razor cut
the blood came running free.

Razor and blade ran up the arm
Razor slid down and blood
Came rushing after.

The seven little cuts there was
Cut, Cutting, Cutter, Slice,
Slicing, Blood, and Bleeding.

The razor jumped onto the wrist.

Old razor had a arm e i e i o
and on his arm he had some cuts
e i e i o
With a cut cut there and a
cut cut here there a cut
here a cut everywhere a cut cut
old razor had a arm and
bleeding was it game.


BY DENNIS LEMMEN
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NURSEY CUTS

Contributed by lemmen on Friday, 19th November 2004 @ 05:59:50 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry




Blood dripping from my wrist
upon the ground with great
bliss.

Cutting deeper watching it flow.
Waiting to find a surprise inside.

How many cuts will it take to
get to the middle and find
Hell's gates.

People pass by with a blind's eye
Never seeing the blood of fate.

One, two, three, cuts there deep.

No more living just death final
Leap.

Call 911 another dead one.

Death is a game I play it all the
time like Russian roulette
One shot you're dead.

Cut cut cut to my wrist.
Cut cut cut to my wrist.
Cut cut cut to my wrist.
Cut to my wrist I'm bleeding.

Let's play cut real deep.

Razor had a little blade
it's skin was full of blood
everywhere the razor cut
the blood came running free.

Razor and blade ran up the arm
Razor slid down and blood
Came rushing after.

The seven little cuts there was
Cut, Cutting, Cutter, Slice,
Slicing, Blood, and Bleeding.

The razor jumped onto the wrist.

Old razor had a arm e i e i o
and on his arm he had some cuts
e i e i o
With a cut cut there and a
cut cut here there a cut
here a cut everywhere a cut cut
old razor had a arm and
bleeding was it game.


BY DENNIS LEMMEN




Copyright © lemmen ... [ 2004-11-19 17:59:50]
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Re: NURSEY CUTS (User Rating: 1 )
by LEMMEN on Friday, 10th December 2004 @ 10:27:39 AM AEST
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cut cut slice slice oh what a relife it is.

~DENNIS~


Re: NURSEY CUTS (User Rating: 1 )
by xXcrossedXx on Friday, 18th February 2005 @ 02:53:18 AM AEST
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lol cute in a way. A unique version of slicing and dicing, i guess. Nice write.

--amanda--




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