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Justin Tolerable
Junior Member
since 2000-02-19
Posts 13


0 posted 2000-02-19 12:26 PM


They say that I'm intolerable,
I really don't know why?
I am a very happy boy,
And am as sweet as pie.

My brothers left me in the lerch,
They even made me cry,
They told me I was immature,
I thought that I would die!

I only throw my little fits,
When I do not get my way,
If you don't give in to me,
Your really gonna pay.

I'll kick you in your shins so hard,
And hit you in the head.
I'll scream and yell and raise a fuss,
Can't send me to my bed.

I'll tear up all the things you love,
And spit and curse and flame.
Give me all the things I want,
Give in to this my game.

You'll love me much,
This I know.
Cause there is just one me.
Pet me on my ego or I will start my show.

Brothers dear, you love me,
How could you ever not?
Come and give me everything,
And tell me I am hot.

Hey guys, you don't have to worry or fear or miss me anymore. I am here and I am as wonderful as always!!

© Copyright 2000 Justin Tolerable - All Rights Reserved
Justine Uff
Junior Member
since 1999-10-17
Posts 27

1 posted 2000-02-19 12:41 PM


Of brothers I have Justine Uff
Who needs another one?
You really sound absurdly gruff
What do you do for fun?

I sure could use a sister though
To help me deal with all.
It seems there's more than Just-a-Few
Answering Justin's call....


Denise
Moderator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648

2 posted 2000-02-19 02:33 PM


I think you're just a lonely soul
Who never knew much love
Demanding, though, can't be your goal
This flame and rant and shove.

Try kindess, dear, and then you'll see
Perhaps they'll come around
To be the brothers they can be
Through words of lovely sound!

Cute poems, J.T and J.U.!  


JamesMichael
Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA
3 posted 2000-02-19 03:34 PM


Yes indeed, you sound very intolerable.   Very nice job on this poem.  I liked it.  James
Nurse Crachet
Member
since 1999-09-27
Posts 318
They know where I am!
4 posted 2000-02-19 06:12 PM


Justin, we need you in the marathon right away, there will be prizes for the best dancers.
Justin Thyme
Member
since 1999-09-13
Posts 216
Oz
5 posted 2000-02-19 11:00 PM


Hey, brother J. what do you say?
Are you still complaining?
When we were kids on sunny days,
you'd cry 'cause it ain't raining!

You were a pain most every Thyme
when choosing sides for socker.
And at the gym, you pitched a fit
when someone slammed your locker.

Now Mamma liked you Justin Uff
to name you like a Justin,
but you still whined and bellyached
and said, "Please call me Dustin."

It's nice to see you here, my bro'.
I'm glad you're here at Passions.
But spare us, please, your sorry tales
of childhood's meager rations.

At least you are out on the street,
not in an institution.
Unless you're at the 'stute with us (?)
If so, let's Revolution!

We'd like to break out from this joint
and crack the door, unlatch it!
So, quit your whining, little bro'
and let's duck out by Cratchet!

She's at some silly prom, I hear,
just dancin' like all get out!
So quit the bitchin', bro' of mine,
Let's BOLT! Let's jet! Let's set out!

sincerely yours,

Justin Thyme
aka Leonardo DaVinci
Artiste Extraordiniare

    

Nan
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191
Cape Cod Massachusetts USA
6 posted 2000-02-19 11:27 PM


Who are these people Justin Vading this forum all the Thyme?...
Chris Goodman
Member
since 2000-01-28
Posts 92
Issaquah, Washington usa
7 posted 2000-02-20 02:08 AM


This poem that takes me back
to the coffee shop this morning
a little boy held the doors
wouldn't let me in
he had the gull to hit my stomach
and kick me in my shin
when I finally had enough
strength to open up the doors
the little kid I'll call Justin
kicked and hit once more
I fought him off as I ran to the counter
to tell the store owner about his manner
they quickly knew of his sort and pointed
to his mother
I told her about her son
she seemed to shrug it off
I got into my car and slowly drove
back home with two bruised shins and
coffee for two and a nasty taste I will just call Justin.
P.S.  This is a true story from this a.m.
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 Blue Moon


[This message has been edited by Chris Goodman (edited 02-20-2000).]

Nan
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191
Cape Cod Massachusetts USA
8 posted 2000-02-20 11:51 AM


ROTFLMDO....

I've been tutoring a 10 yr-old Justin - He's about 5'6" and at least 300 lbs... He refused to work on math and threatened to slug me.... True story...

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