|Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse
|lol...I don't know how to spell certyain sounds
but the sound is lips hitt'n that roach to not burn
the lips...don't burn the lips ;0
...roach clips & storms
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|A fellow we all know as Ed,
Was so stoned he thought he was dead.
He sat there blinking,
Without any thinking,
Until the smoke cleared from his head.
I posted this as a response to Jerry's "poem" about you the other day. I thought it could also apply here. ☺ Love and peace,
|Reviewed by Tom Hyland
|DOES MA N' PEEWEE KNOW ....
EWE GOT ROACHES? UGH!
|Reviewed by Rose Rideout
|I'd be with you in a Thunder storm Ed. Great write.
|Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
|Best way I know to watch a thunderstorm. cuz p|
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|Hahahahahaha!!!!! Hilarious! I don't like thunder storms either...and my grandmother used to hide under her bed with her rosary beads when a thunder storm came around.....
|Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER
|Jersey, great little verses, sort of you were struck by lightening, hugs!|
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton
|Whatever flips yer lid, Ed. I get through my trying times, weith cheap California burgundy.|
|Reviewed by Budd Nelson
I know the roaches calms your skeerd feelins
|Reviewed by Ruan Burke
|Wonder how many 'Roaches' you get through...
|Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci
|Wild child of the storm wild!
|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|Wowee we had a terrific one at 4 p.m. cooled things down some, sent it your way of course.