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Pre code poetry.. huh what? Grab a beer, sit, we'll chat and play bongos
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'Dinner Date With Death'

 

"Dinner" he said, "My place, at eight."

"And please me dear, don't be late!"

She said "Such short notice, i can't plan ahead!"

He responded "I'm spontaneous, and please, wear red."

Oh what the heck she thought, anticipation running high

And after searching her closet, found a dress,slit almost to thigh

Wondering what will he be serving, as she did not eat meat

Then she dashed outside to hail a cab on the street

 

Upon her arrival she spotted him seated, and smoking

Two servants approached, "Do the fumes have you choking?"

She remarked upon seeing it "What an odd place for that chair"

He replied "My dear, it's the center of tonights affair"

Confused and scared she said "Oh my! Am i in a stew!"

He smiled "Not quite my dear, dinner is 'Deep Fried You!"

 

 

 

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Well done to all! Enjoying these very much (thumbs u

 

Deep Fried You???

 

 

I love it!!! lol:applause:

 

Great creativity being posted (and great books too!)

Jayman and Norrin's Lawyer, Thank you! :acclaim:
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Great stuff!

 

Ok I know this isn't your typical pre-code book, but since it's St Patrick day. :blush:

 

 

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Awk we must be at the wrong castle, my three little lads an me

surely there will be no hassle, if we turn about and flee.

You see me and the boys are Irish, were kin of Scrooge McCluck

we paused at the gate cause were skittish, and the sword has made us duck.

 

Wait a minute uncle Donald, there's treasure beyond yon castle's keep

can we stop for a glass of Guinness, and calculate ways to inwardly creep?

Yes my lads we might as well admit were Scottish, and will dare to pass this gate

Uncle Scrooge is funding this treasure hunt, and will not abide a long wait.

 

Let us pass by the spindly skeleton hand, as were not afraid of mere steel

though were resigned to admit, were soon likely to be the main course of the owner's meal.

So in we strode in with our tails held high, with vows to find the treasure or die

if perchance we do succeed, we will never again follow without asking why.

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Great stuff!

 

Ok I know this isn't your typical pre-code book, but since it's St Patrick day. :blush:

 

 

FC_189.jpg

 

Awk we must be at the wrong castle, my three little lads an me

surely there will be no hassle, if we turn about and flee.

You see me and the boys are Irish, were kin of Scrooge McCluck

we paused at the gate cause were skittish, and the sword has made us duck.

 

Wait a minute uncle Donald, there's treasure beyond yon castle's keep

can we stop for a glass of Guinness, and calculate ways to inwardly creep?

Yes my lads we might as well admit were Scottish, and will dare to pass this gate

Uncle Scrooge is funding this treasure hunt, and will not abide a long wait.

 

Let us pass by the spindly skeleton hand, as were not afraid of mere steel

though were resigned to admit, were soon likely to be the main course of the owner's meal.

So in we strode in with our tails held high, with vows to find the treasure or die

if perchance we do succeed, we will never again follow without asking why.

:applause: Nice!!
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Thanks, tundra and bb gun! Great stuff! Contributions can be from any genre of comics and any style. Just love seeing all the brilliant work getting posted! I will be starting a fun little contest today that will go through Sunday. I will post a favorite book of mine and anyone who wants to participate can use their own interpretation. Votes will be sent to my pm to avoid public display and the winner will receive a free book on me. The free book will be this low grade Wonder Comics #18.Scan03182015105152_001_zpsptdoh0nx.jpg

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The Contest entry is Weird Mysteries #12. This Bernard Baily cover should get those creative juices flowing!

Please quick quote this pic along with your entry. This will run through Sunday and winner will be announced on Monday. Let the first pre code poetry contest bragging rights begin!

 

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Thanks, tundra and bb gun! Great stuff! Contributions can be from any genre of comics and any style. Just love seeing all the brilliant work getting posted! I will be starting a fun little contest today that will go through Sunday. I will post a favorite book of mine and anyone who wants to participate can use their own interpretation. Votes will be sent to my pm to avoid public display and the winner will receive a free book on me. The free book will be this low grade Wonder Comics #18.Scan03182015105152_001_zpsptdoh0nx.jpg

 

Thanks sagii, porcupine48 & retrocomics.

 

The chance to win Wonder Comics #18, should inspire more than a few entries. :applause:

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Great stuff tundra!(love the moomba,btw!)

I'm working on one folks....

:popcorn:

:taptaptap:

:sorry:

I usually write my poetry on an urge,or an idea or phrase will jump into my head...now I'm pressuring myself and am blocked.... :pullhair:

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Great stuff tundra!(love the moomba,btw!)

I'm working on one folks....

:popcorn:

:taptaptap:

:sorry:

I usually write my poetry on an urge,or an idea or phrase will jump into my head...now I'm pressuring myself and am blocked.... :pullhair:

 

 

Hope this helps. :wishluck:

 

 

 

 

Kick back and enjoy.

 

"Got me under pressure"

 

 

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Please release me, you sentimental fool

can you not see I'm now a nearly perfect ghoul.

Let me rest entombed in blissful unknown peace

even though you wait, retardedly, for my release.

 

My clothes are now in tatters, in case you had not seen

worms have left me no skin, my bones cast an excellent sheen.

The earth has cleansed my body of any trace of fat

thank goodness I have not had to endure nibbling's from a rat.

 

Have you not noticed that my skin is now long gone

it's been 10 dreary years, and they have left me visibly wan.

My teeth are thoroughly rotted, my bones are covered with dust

so place me gently back into the grave, as now you surely must.

 

Fly away and be gone forever, you goulish phantom dreamer

or I will have to to exert myself, and become your nightmare screamer.

Please release me, and let me rest in my tomb

twill be much more enjoyable than haunting you till your doom.

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