i dont write much poetry but i found a couple i had on my old-ass livejournal.
I'm the Metalgirl, i have shiny skin;
it's made of copper and rivetted tin.
Whenever I develop a boil,
it comes up like aluminum foil.
My skull is lined with platinum ore,
all sheeted by the platinum store;
I've nerves of steel, and lungs of iron,
and disks, to read you Poe and Byron.
Mercury run through my veins,
so please don't think it's weird or strange
when i say that your T.V.
reception can be changed by me.
I've parts from Germany and Paraguay
(my hair is silver, anyway)
I always stay out of the rain;
I've got a sparking, six-shift brain.
A nickle-plated cadmium bust,
in case my ribs should start to rust;
and diamond-gritted abs, because
I sharpen my shiny stainless claws.
I'm the Metalgirl, with polished ass
mirrored torso just like glass,
it's quite expensive, as you can bet;
clear metal's not on the market yet.
Antennae here, transistor there,
I might get tangled in your hair...
I'm airtight as a sardine can,
I have a hard drive exhaust fan.
So here i am, the Metalgirl,
programming my hair to curl.
I do not know but have been told,
I also have a heart of gold.
this was posted under the title, 'i'm bored.'
A is for Angie, who wasn't a dyke.
B is for Brooke, who purchased a bike.
C is for Charles, whose drag name was Sue;
D is for Dana, with a brand-new tattoo.
E if for Ed with his cellular phone,
F is for Fred, who tried not to moan.
G is for Gregory, snorting some coke---
H is for Henry, who preferred a toke.
I is for Issac, robbed by a trick...
J is for Judith, who didn't suck dick.
K is for Katie, hitchiking in rain;
L is for Linda, who jumped a freight train.
M is for Mark, who swam in a lake.
N is for Nick, jumping out of a cake.
O is for Oscar, richer than sin;
P is for Patty, who just lived on gin.
Q is for Queens, like Miss Sugarstarr
R is for Robert, who lived in his car.
S is for Sandy, who thought she was male.
T is for Thomas, who retched in a pail.
U is for Una, who didn't like femmes;
V is for Vinnie, and we ALL knew him.
W is for Walter, who hustled on twelfth...
X is for Xena DVDs on my shelf.
Y is for Yoni, who was named for a twat,
And Z is for Zandra, who cares for this not.