Hey! Alright, first and foremost I'd like to give a big thanx to the genius (I mean the talented gorgeous poetic *lol*) Danielle who inspired this page!
Ok, on witht the funny stuff! Well, if any of u happen to read those teenybopper magazines, I'll admit I do get them sometimes cause some of the pics are irresistable, but shhh, no one needs to know that! But anyways, if u notice they always have those sections on poems those psycho teenyboppers waste their time writing, well, I find the need to comment on some of them. *note* if u see your poem in here, this is obviously NOT the site for u, so leave.
HERE WE GO!
AN ANGEL CALLED JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE (yeah, Justin timberlake an angel, ha, thats a joke)
When I look at your beautiful eyes, (based on the looks of this poem, I dont think he'd get close enough to u to let u look in his eyes)
it makes me feel as if I was in the sky. (um, the sky? One question, why???)
Every time I think and dream of you, (and let me guess, that would be every second of every day)
it makes me feel as if I'm closer to you. (dont worry justin, she's not getting any closer)
Every night I pray to meet you one day, (as Justin is praying u dont)
but I guess when that time comesit will be the best for the both of us. (hehe, keep dreamin, unless of course u look like "V")
I just want you to know that I love you and hope one day you will say the same thing, too. (dont hold your breath) Stupid teenybopper # 1 of Bronx, New York
READY FOR SOME MORE!
FOR THE AMAZING A.J. MCLEAN
This is a poem especially for you, (for me, u shouldnt have)
and everything in it I swear is true. (what, your not lying?)
I love you more than I can ever say (have u ever even met him?)
and I wish so much that you felt the same way. (somehow I dont think he ever will)
You're the cutest and sweetest thing to me (*lol* cute, sweet, are we talking about the same AJ?)
and I know my love will always be. (until u grow up and find a "real" boyfriend) I wonder if I'm wasting time. (oh dont worry, u are!)
I hope pretty soon you'll forever be mine. (doubt it)
I try so hard to please you each day, (huh)
but you always seem to fade away. (I'm getting confused!)
I'm kind of afraid to say "I love you," (I love u, see it's not hard)
but even if I don't, you know I do. (how old is this girl anyways?)
Holding you close, loving you right, (hehe, yeah u wish)
is the greatest dream I have each night. (cause it's the closest you'll get)
Having you here, next to me, (will never ever happen, promise!)
is the greatest dream there ever could be. (getting repeptitive here)
I know none of this will never come true, (especially after that restraining order) but I still wrote this poem just for you. (ok, we can see that)
Stupid Teenybopper # 2 Long Beach, California
HERE WE GO, AGAIN!
CRYING OUT FOR CHRIS KIRKPATRICK (geez, dont cry!)
Chris is my dream image hung above my bed. (above, in, whatever)
He is so hot, he's always in my head. (there are places u can go for help)
From the moment I saw him, I knew he was great, (not me, that took some time)
for us to be married would have to be fate. (yeah, u and 4 million other obssessed fans)
His high singing voice is always on my mind. (Awww, I'm so sorry!)
He's sarcastic but usually kind. (key word, usually)
My dream would be to see Chris one of these days, (wait, let me get this straight, u plan to marry him, yet u havent even met him!)
although my mom says it's only a phase. (it is, trust me, you'll look back in shame)
I'll always love Chris from 'N SYNC, (too bad he wont return that love)
even if he never showers and starts to stink. (*lol* at least she's cool enough to admit it)
Maybe if I pray real hard (what, that he'll take a shower?)
our names will be together on our credit card. (why, I'd want my own)
But until the day that we are to be wed, (that could take awhile, are u even of legal age to date him yet?)
I'll be keeping him in my heart and head. (poor poor girl)
u guessed, # 3 of Green River, Wyoming
HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME....AHHH, sorry about that, here's the next poem:
BSB'S KEVIN IS FROM HEAVEN (not in my opinion)
I am so in love with Kevin, (your on your own there)
he must be from heaven. (no, u go to heaven, not come from heaven)
He's such a good-looking hunk with a lot of spunk. (I personally think he's boring)
Nick is cute and Brian's okay, (hey, brian is better than ok, I resent that)
but I'd rather have Kevin all day. (one word: ILLEGAL!)
A.J.'s cool and Howies is sweet, but Kevin is the one I hope to meet. (once again, u love someone u never even met, why am I not surprised)
If I could meet that gorgeous guy, (u would ruin him for life)
I think I would die. (is that all it takes, come here kevin!)
Well, I'm going to end this poem. (finally!)
But remember, I love Kevin Richardson. (how could we forget) #4 of Citronelle, Alabama
OH MY GOD I'M BACK AGAIN, WITH ANOTHER POEM:
DREAMING OF BSB (yeah, like your the first to tell me that)
Meeting the Backstreet Boys is a dream of mine, (so what else is new?)
a dream that is perfect and, oh, so fine.
While meeting the Backstreet Boys in my dream, (cause thats the only place you'll ever meet them)
we sat on the beach and ate ice cream. (did it melt)
We laughed about A.J.'s valuable rings, (um, ok, point being?)
talking about how they were fit for a king.
We took a ride in an expensive car (waitaminute! Didnt they say they dont drive fancy cars in AIHTG)
and went to a club and sat at the bar. (*note* u have to be "of age" to get into one of those, and if u had the time and stupidity to write one of these, u arent of age)
We drank sodas and talked all night. (AJ, drink SODAS in a BAR, yeah right!)
We all felt the music just wasn't right. (so request a different song, duh!)
At midnight we went to the beach and sat under a tree, (I live in FL, and I dont see many trees on the beach)
as they all got up and serenaded me. (with what, their version of "beat it")
My dream ended with them putting me on a plane (putting..more like throwing)
as I said to myself,"I'm so glad they came." (wait, didnt u go tot them?)
That would be what, #5
MORE TO COME!!!