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  • UsualSnuspects
    Member
    • Nov 2011
    • 278

    Snus Poetry

    I'll kick it off with a quattrain:

    Roses are snus
    Violets are snus
    I love snus
    Snus
  • bpc720
    Member
    • Dec 2010
    • 188

    #2
    hahahahahaha

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    • UsualSnuspects
      Member
      • Nov 2011
      • 278

      #3
      An excerpt from Poe:

      `Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!
      By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -
      Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
      It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
      Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?
      'Quoth the raven, `You...uh...you've got some stuff on your teeth.'

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      • Ansel
        Member
        • Feb 2011
        • 3696

        #4
        My snus my snus my kingdom for a snus.

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        • UsualSnuspects
          Member
          • Nov 2011
          • 278

          #5
          Originally posted by Ansel
          My snus my snus my kingdom for a snus.
          Ooo, Shakespeare!

          From Sonnet 18 mg/g
          Shall I compare thee to a sommarsnus?
          Though art more salty and more dripless.

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          • Nuusku
            Member
            • Aug 2011
            • 993

            #6
            To Snus, or not to Snus: That is the question

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            • Premium Parrots
              Super Moderators
              • Feb 2008
              • 9758

              #7
              I never met a snus I didn't like - Will Rogers
              Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to hide the bodies of the people I killed because they were annoying......





              I've been wrong lots of times.  Lots of times I've thought I was wrong only to find out that I was right in the beginning.


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              • Nuusku
                Member
                • Aug 2011
                • 993

                #8
                My own really wasn't a poem but it fit so well that I just had to post it

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                • UsualSnuspects
                  Member
                  • Nov 2011
                  • 278

                  #9
                  Originally posted by Nuusku
                  My own really wasn't a poem but it fit so well that I just had to post it
                  Technically all his plays were in in iambic pentameter, so your Hamlet quote is from a poem. As for PP, well, everything he says is poetry of one sort or another. :P

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                  • squeezyjohn
                    Member
                    • Jan 2008
                    • 2497

                    #10
                    A limerick:

                    There was an old fella' named Bruce
                    Who got off the cigs with strong snus
                    He started to wonder
                    If Extreme and Thunder
                    Was the reason his bowels were now loose

                    Thank you - thank you ... I'm here all week!
                    Squeezyjohn

                    Sometimes wrong and sometimes right .... but ALWAYS certain!!!

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                    • Premium Parrots
                      Super Moderators
                      • Feb 2008
                      • 9758

                      #11
                      lmao!!
                      Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to hide the bodies of the people I killed because they were annoying......





                      I've been wrong lots of times.  Lots of times I've thought I was wrong only to find out that I was right in the beginning.


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                      • UsualSnuspects
                        Member
                        • Nov 2011
                        • 278

                        #12
                        Originally posted by squeezyjohn
                        A limerick:

                        There was an old fella' named Bruce
                        Who got off the cigs with strong snus
                        He started to wonder
                        If Extreme and Thunder
                        Was the reason his bowels were now loose

                        Thank you - thank you ... I'm here all week!
                        Inspired genius!

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                        • Snusdog
                          Member
                          • Jun 2008
                          • 6752

                          #13
                          On
                          .....the
                          ..........floor

                          ......the

                          fall
                          ......en

                          s
                          .n
                          ..u
                          ...s

                          scattered like

                          ...........los(t)

                          .........................years
                          When it's my time to go, I want to die peacefully in my sleep, like my uncle did....... Not screaming in terror like his passengers

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                          • UsualSnuspects
                            Member
                            • Nov 2011
                            • 278

                            #14
                            cummings?

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                            • phantom
                              Member
                              • Jun 2011
                              • 523

                              #15
                              There once was a man named Deuce when he snused he snused loose snus he popped in a prilla layed his head on his pillow and was awakend by his wife with a noose.

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