i believe as well as myself (@mixyric) mark (@montygristo) and tim (@timclarepoet) we've managed to recruit 2 others to join this... madness? which is nice. if twitter doesnt lie, their names are @jamiedoughty and @wordgeeksarah .
this means assuming we all complete this task tomorrow we will have created 500 poems between us. which is nice.
if you are free tomorrow for any reason (unemployed/just dont fancy going to work) and know how to write, feel free to join us.
if you really enjoy watching us create/go insane, we thought it would be nice to give people the option of contributing to a worthy cause. we decided to support a charity 'ministry of stories' check them out http://www.justgiving.com/100poems and if you decide to make a donation, no matter how big or small, that would be nice.
right. here's the 100 titles i'll be working with tomorrow, thanks to all who chipped in with ideas. towards the end of the day i may possibly take on new suggestions depending on how insane i'm going. i may even try to take on more than 100 if i'm feeling especially cocky. then again i may break down to a puddle after 2, you never know.
at the moment my plan is to start at 1 and work my way through to 100
100 poems in a day - titles
1. My enemies enemy
2. Dark days
3. Remember to stupefy
4. Life
5. 9 to 5
6. Weekends
7. Every year we get older
8. Some ideas
9. Skittls and socks
10. The bald beaver
11. Catch him a pike
12. Keep it simple
13. Bullseye style
14. Smartphone rage
15. The one letter poem
16. Everything I do I do it for suits
17. One of my scars
18. Nutters on the bus
19. Kebab shop
20. Pigeons on my aerial
21. Reality tv
22. The shadow of his cigar
23. Honor
24. Starburst and tomatos
25. The re discovering of Scooby doo’s left
paw
26. Apple pie
27. My day in japan
28. Seventh heaven
29. Traffic lights
30. Mr jones has a fancy new pair of
underpants
31. My love of petrol stations
32. Irrational thoughts of a 12 year old
33. Little red shoes
34. The day I started puberty
35. The wayward sheep
36. Sweating it in December
37. What the fuck are you playing at barry?
38. Cheeseburger
39. Puzzled platypus
40. Bedraggled banter on the subject of
bivalves
41. Illicit literacy
42. My favourite way to look a fool
43. Fizzy kitten jizz
44. If silence had a beat
45. Jungle bunny
46. Mixers are us
47. An ode to jode
48. Freddie forsyth
49. Olympic standard apathy
50. My roast
51. My tortoise ate a unicorn
52. 50 shades of shit
53. My dingo ate a baby
54. The common man
55. Swimming with incontinent dolphins
56. The hidden truth of the warmth you feel
57. Sentinels of society
58. The inconsistencies of Bilbo baggins
59. Subliminal influence
60. Sharted
61. Butt plugs and why I love them
62. Fred flintstone’s a bad man
63. If winter should utter unspeakable
things
64. The internet is broken
65. Sex in the snow
66. Paedophile
67. I wish I hadnt eaten that bee
68. The anonymous iguana
69. Decidedly undecided
70. Spectacular sophie
71. And that’s when I touched her bum
72. Council estate agent
73. Stress of 100 poems
74. Bits and pieces
75. Round our way
76. Prior preparation prevents piss poor
performance
77. Angry daves mum
78. Ponderings on the decline of a happy
shopper
79. Little chef
80. Did she just shit herself
81. I blagged it mate
82. The minuets run past my face like piss
running into my sock
83. Kurt cobain didn’t mean it
84. Your face looks prettier in a jar
85. I’m a bee, why did you eat me
86. Your mum makes a mean sandwich
87. Why did everyone like Linkin park
88. I’m stopping now
89. His coffin was a sphere of jelly
90. So I banged it
91. 77 Sundays in heaven son
92. Inflatable sheep
93. Go-bot rape
94. Fell in love on the tube again. what is
it about tramps?
95. I’m a tramp. Why did you eat me?
96. Bee sheep bang bang tramp sandwich
97. If you ask me to play gangham style,
I’ll feed you to the pigs
98. If I were president, obama would be a
shit mc
99. Thoughts on Edinburgh
100.
Ha
ha ha hee hee ha ha hee hee hee hee ha ha ha ha
thats right. thats how i roll.
much love peeps, the antics start tomorrow.
to all my fellow poets joining us - rest the fuck up, sleep like a brick
blessingtonians all
thats right. thats how i roll.
much love peeps, the antics start tomorrow.
to all my fellow poets joining us - rest the fuck up, sleep like a brick
blessingtonians all
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