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William
16 years, 2 months ago at Mar 5 21:56 - I'm going to finish my thought on isanity now...
AGONY
the pain of the heart and mind, the feeling that one day the world will catch fire and you'll be the only one in ice, leaving you alone as the world burns around you... a silence usually folows after the agonized screams of ones hearts, but when it dosn't... well, i can't imagine a worse kind of hell really.
DESPAIR
Comonly called, "depresion". this is also a form of insanity. the darker part of the soul, if you will. Depression is when all of the negetive emotions flood past your heart and spread throughout your mind. if you've ever been depressed, you know what i mean when i say you suffer far beyond that of the mortal body can handel. this leads to depression becomeing despair, and there for insane. the negative emotions basically make you sedated, dead to the world, as you are consumed with your negative side uncontroled. as a result of your lose of emotions, you shut down, as all crazy people eventually do, and are as i said, dead to the world. engulf in pain and suffering without cause or reason.
HATRED
My favortie form of the insane mind. HAtred is also accumulated in the negative side of ones self, along the anger. as you all know, anger leads to jealousy, jealousy leads to hatred, hatred leads to suffering (starwars quotes are awesome!) which, if given enough quantity and time, will engulf and irraticate the human mind. When one becomes insane with hatred, horrible things happen. every one has seen this insanity some place at some point in time, mostly in movies, like the Dark Knight, or Spider Man 3 with venom. hatred makes the body strong but the mind weak, letting insanity in like and open door to the wind. thsi open door effect will... alter the mind, making it unclear as to what it's goals are. then comes the blindness. not with your two eyes, no. with your mind eye. it loses sight, and so do you, this unseen sight fuels your hatred and insanity. you're really in a bind if you hate insanity!
these are the three main branches of insanity. there are hundreds of sub branches, but i won't go into those. keep your mind clear of these signs of insanity, but, to be honest, the only want not to eventually go insane in some way, is to deliberately get there. deliberately go insane, if you will. time on earth is so precious and we all die. when your time comes, i pray that you aren't suffering from one of these, if you are though, join the club, we'll soon have jackets.
AGONY
the pain of the heart and mind, the feeling that one day the world will catch fire and you'll be the only one in ice, leaving you alone as the world burns around you... a silence usually folows after the agonized screams of ones hearts, but when it dosn't... well, i can't imagine a worse kind of hell really.
DESPAIR
Comonly called, "depresion". this is also a form of insanity. the darker part of the soul, if you will. Depression is when all of the negetive emotions flood past your heart and spread throughout your mind. if you've ever been depressed, you know what i mean when i say you suffer far beyond that of the mortal body can handel. this leads to depression becomeing despair, and there for insane. the negative emotions basically make you sedated, dead to the world, as you are consumed with your negative side uncontroled. as a result of your lose of emotions, you shut down, as all crazy people eventually do, and are as i said, dead to the world. engulf in pain and suffering without cause or reason.
HATRED
My favortie form of the insane mind. HAtred is also accumulated in the negative side of ones self, along the anger. as you all know, anger leads to jealousy, jealousy leads to hatred, hatred leads to suffering (starwars quotes are awesome!) which, if given enough quantity and time, will engulf and irraticate the human mind. When one becomes insane with hatred, horrible things happen. every one has seen this insanity some place at some point in time, mostly in movies, like the Dark Knight, or Spider Man 3 with venom. hatred makes the body strong but the mind weak, letting insanity in like and open door to the wind. thsi open door effect will... alter the mind, making it unclear as to what it's goals are. then comes the blindness. not with your two eyes, no. with your mind eye. it loses sight, and so do you, this unseen sight fuels your hatred and insanity. you're really in a bind if you hate insanity!
these are the three main branches of insanity. there are hundreds of sub branches, but i won't go into those. keep your mind clear of these signs of insanity, but, to be honest, the only want not to eventually go insane in some way, is to deliberately get there. deliberately go insane, if you will. time on earth is so precious and we all die. when your time comes, i pray that you aren't suffering from one of these, if you are though, join the club, we'll soon have jackets.
Devious Phenomenon
16 years, 2 months ago at Mar 5 22:21 - I need a jacket for agony and despair, then I need to sew them together down the middle :D
I'm good at masking my depression for the sake of others, I guess I'm still a little empathetic... but hey, I'm not a bitchy emo who whines to the world, I suck it up and let others deal with their own problems, cuz trust me they have lots :P
I'm good at masking my depression for the sake of others, I guess I'm still a little empathetic... but hey, I'm not a bitchy emo who whines to the world, I suck it up and let others deal with their own problems, cuz trust me they have lots :P
William
16 years, 2 months ago at Mar 5 22:37 - indeed, you have overcome your forms of insanity, at least for now, just wait until something tragic happens, then you'll know what i mean.
until then, good for you!
i can get you the jackets by next thursday or saturday, which would you prefer, lol!.
hey, emo's have a reson to whine at least. not like goths of preppy bitches at schools for the rich (god is HATE RICH KID SCHOOLS!!!!)
until then, good for you!
i can get you the jackets by next thursday or saturday, which would you prefer, lol!.
hey, emo's have a reson to whine at least. not like goths of preppy bitches at schools for the rich (god is HATE RICH KID SCHOOLS!!!!)
Devious Phenomenon
16 years, 2 months ago at Mar 5 23:57 - Haha Selena, I've seen that character before! I can't remember where... she liked to punch people in the head if I remember correctly... Or am I wrong?
it's a nice picture of Joker, he's awesome :P my friend's idol too(Okay... whtever floats his boat, in this case I guess it's Green hair, make up and scars :P with the occassional cackle or AK 47)
it's a nice picture of Joker, he's awesome :P my friend's idol too(Okay... whtever floats his boat, in this case I guess it's Green hair, make up and scars :P with the occassional cackle or AK 47)
Selena
16 years, 2 months ago at Mar 6 0:16 - Well, I like to punch people in the head..namely you- oops, did I say that out loud? :P
Derron
16 years, 2 months ago at Mar 10 2:39 - Umm, one question. Why would we post writings here if you could steal ideas from them and create a mega poem/story out of what you gathered here? Not to be mean or anything I have written over 30 books(well not published obviously) and if I were to post one here it would be like giving my hard time and devotion to that book away to someone else.
Devious Phenomenon
16 years, 2 months ago at Mar 10 19:09 - Anything you post here is not worth being stolen or it's already copyrighted...
Anything I post on here is worthless, you can't get a paragraph of description pbulished, not without some sort of plot, and with a paragraph like that, the skill of the rest of the book, and the detail, would have to match it
obviously, if you want to post anything from a book you have made, post very small shreds(Less then a page)
Unless your books are REAL short, they can't use a page to copy you... nor do msot people have any interest in a bunch of kid's writing
as for poems
if you made one mega poem out of all these poems, you'd be one of the best poets I've ever heard of, cuz half of these have NOTHING to do with one another
Honestly, if you're worried that half a page might give them everything your book has as far as ideas go, you might wanna work on the book a bit more and spread the stuff out...
(For instance, my first two were two fight/kinda dangerous scenes from totally different books in the same series I'm writing :P)
besides, anyone with the intelligence to actually write wouldn't need to steal other people's ideas, that's for the lower class scum that will never get it published(Imagine a shit book with one good part in it, the editor would laugh and know instantly)
Anything I post on here is worthless, you can't get a paragraph of description pbulished, not without some sort of plot, and with a paragraph like that, the skill of the rest of the book, and the detail, would have to match it
obviously, if you want to post anything from a book you have made, post very small shreds(Less then a page)
Unless your books are REAL short, they can't use a page to copy you... nor do msot people have any interest in a bunch of kid's writing
as for poems
if you made one mega poem out of all these poems, you'd be one of the best poets I've ever heard of, cuz half of these have NOTHING to do with one another
Honestly, if you're worried that half a page might give them everything your book has as far as ideas go, you might wanna work on the book a bit more and spread the stuff out...
(For instance, my first two were two fight/kinda dangerous scenes from totally different books in the same series I'm writing :P)
besides, anyone with the intelligence to actually write wouldn't need to steal other people's ideas, that's for the lower class scum that will never get it published(Imagine a shit book with one good part in it, the editor would laugh and know instantly)
Derron
16 years, 2 months ago at Mar 10 19:18 - Oh, just a paragraph I didn't know that sorry. i thought he meant to post a book you made and give out the main ideas. I guess I was wrong sorry for the interuption. I will not be bothering anyone in here anymore.
William
16 years, 2 months ago at Mar 10 20:10 - no, is okay. i try to be more describtive next time.
besides, no one could steal stuff rom here to make on e super book/poem. we have dates and the authors of these poems/ stories, when that book came out, we could sue the person for copyrighting all of our stuff. besides all of that, if any one even used one bit of my stuff with out my permission, (which all of my contibiutors have if they wish) I've got all of my stuff patented (spelling) and copyrighted, only a couple of it is published, but it's all been legally copyrighted.
so, it couldn't happen, but i see and get your concern.
besides, no one could steal stuff rom here to make on e super book/poem. we have dates and the authors of these poems/ stories, when that book came out, we could sue the person for copyrighting all of our stuff. besides all of that, if any one even used one bit of my stuff with out my permission, (which all of my contibiutors have if they wish) I've got all of my stuff patented (spelling) and copyrighted, only a couple of it is published, but it's all been legally copyrighted.
so, it couldn't happen, but i see and get your concern.
William
16 years, 2 months ago at Mar 12 20:14 - okay, no ones writing, so i guess i'll start again.
ALL MY FAVORITE COLORS
I was born like all the rest
They put me beside all the others
They loved us all, or so they tell
They surrounded me in all of my favorite colors
First days of school are all the same
You say good bye to your fathers and mothers
You dress your self, to show you can
You dress your self in all of your favorite colors
Graduation's a happy day
The teachers all treat you like a brother
Your parnets are proud of what you've done
They graduate you in all of your favorite colors
True love is so very rare
But when it's found there's not seperating one another
The weddings come and you fill with joy
They marry you in all of your favorite colors
Everyone dies, it's sad but true
Let's all hope that we're greeted as a brother
They should bury me in all of my favorite colors
Right next to the others
ALL MY FAVORITE COLORS
I was born like all the rest
They put me beside all the others
They loved us all, or so they tell
They surrounded me in all of my favorite colors
First days of school are all the same
You say good bye to your fathers and mothers
You dress your self, to show you can
You dress your self in all of your favorite colors
Graduation's a happy day
The teachers all treat you like a brother
Your parnets are proud of what you've done
They graduate you in all of your favorite colors
True love is so very rare
But when it's found there's not seperating one another
The weddings come and you fill with joy
They marry you in all of your favorite colors
Everyone dies, it's sad but true
Let's all hope that we're greeted as a brother
They should bury me in all of my favorite colors
Right next to the others
William
16 years, 2 months ago at Mar 12 20:56 - No on is posting right now so... i'll just put some poems and stuff on here.
I wish I was too dead to cry
From a self inflicted fates
Stones to throw at my creator
Masacures to which I catered
Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed i cared at all
I never had a voice to protest
So you gave me shit to digest
I wish I had a reason
My flaws are open season
For this I gave up trying
One good turn don't deserve my time
I wish I'd died
Instead of lived
A zombie hides my face
Shelf forgotten with its memories
Tires left with every cavity
You don't need to bother
I don't need to be
I'll kepp slipping farther
But once I hold on
I won't accept defeat
I wish I was too dead to cry
From a self inflicted fates
Stones to throw at my creator
Masacures to which I catered
Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed i cared at all
I never had a voice to protest
So you gave me shit to digest
I wish I had a reason
My flaws are open season
For this I gave up trying
One good turn don't deserve my time
I wish I'd died
Instead of lived
A zombie hides my face
Shelf forgotten with its memories
Tires left with every cavity
You don't need to bother
I don't need to be
I'll kepp slipping farther
But once I hold on
I won't accept defeat
William
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 14 15:05 - King of the Road
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to get for fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Two hours of pushing brooms
In an eight by twelve orbit room
I'm a man of means, but by no means
King of the road
Third box car, midnight train
Destination somewhere that's rained
I've worn out my suiting shoes
I don't pay no union dues
I smoke old cigars I have found
Short but not too big around
I'm a man of means but by no means
King of the road
I know every engine on every train
I know all the children and all of thier names
And every handout there is in town
Every lock that's not locked when no one's around
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to get for fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Two hours of pushing brooms
In an eight by twelve orbit room
I'm a man od means but by no means
King of the road
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to get for fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Two hours of pushing brooms
In an eight by twelve orbit room
I'm a man of means, but by no means
King of the road
Third box car, midnight train
Destination somewhere that's rained
I've worn out my suiting shoes
I don't pay no union dues
I smoke old cigars I have found
Short but not too big around
I'm a man of means but by no means
King of the road
I know every engine on every train
I know all the children and all of thier names
And every handout there is in town
Every lock that's not locked when no one's around
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to get for fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Two hours of pushing brooms
In an eight by twelve orbit room
I'm a man od means but by no means
King of the road
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16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 14 20:02 - Adrenaline
Raging, deep withing me.
Fury like no other thing, be it mortal or immortal.
Sending me into an almost animalistic state.
Rarely, almost as if it is non existent,
Does my adrenaline surge.
Only intense anger sets it off,
And that feeling for me is scarce.
I don't like the way it makes me shake,
But I enjoy the energy.
I don't like the way it makes me think,
But I do enjoy the invincible feeling.
But....
That anger scares even I,
And the guy I love.
Of course, its never directed at him,
But at the one's who dare hurt him,
Be it physically or mentally.
And after the rage dulls,
I'll look at you with such distaste,
And, perhaps, disgust.
Maybe now you'll learn to keep
Your thoughts and limbs to yourself.
But still, what a rush
To have the adrenaline coursing through my veins.
But I'd trade that endorphine release, that rush, that feeling of invincibility,
If everyone would leave him the hell alone.
Capice?
Raging, deep withing me.
Fury like no other thing, be it mortal or immortal.
Sending me into an almost animalistic state.
Rarely, almost as if it is non existent,
Does my adrenaline surge.
Only intense anger sets it off,
And that feeling for me is scarce.
I don't like the way it makes me shake,
But I enjoy the energy.
I don't like the way it makes me think,
But I do enjoy the invincible feeling.
But....
That anger scares even I,
And the guy I love.
Of course, its never directed at him,
But at the one's who dare hurt him,
Be it physically or mentally.
And after the rage dulls,
I'll look at you with such distaste,
And, perhaps, disgust.
Maybe now you'll learn to keep
Your thoughts and limbs to yourself.
But still, what a rush
To have the adrenaline coursing through my veins.
But I'd trade that endorphine release, that rush, that feeling of invincibility,
If everyone would leave him the hell alone.
Capice?
William
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 15 4:53 - i like it, Fox. though i do think that you could have done a little better with the ryming, but that's just me.
here's one i thoght of today
I'm No Superman
The world can seem so small and cramped
I feel i'm stuck somewhere in the middle
My mind and heart are in a C-clamp
I dance to the beat of a waltzing fiddle
What am I feeling when I walk alone
Is my soul stretched by invisible hands
I'm a black snowflake in a firey grip
But i'm no superman
I'm stuck in choosing the past from present
The choise, to me, is rather bland
Still i can't do this on my own
I'm no superman
here's one i thoght of today
I'm No Superman
The world can seem so small and cramped
I feel i'm stuck somewhere in the middle
My mind and heart are in a C-clamp
I dance to the beat of a waltzing fiddle
What am I feeling when I walk alone
Is my soul stretched by invisible hands
I'm a black snowflake in a firey grip
But i'm no superman
I'm stuck in choosing the past from present
The choise, to me, is rather bland
Still i can't do this on my own
I'm no superman
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16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 15 13:12 - It wasn't supposed to rhyme. It wasn't a Limerick.
If you want something to rhyme, perhaps I should show you the poem war Devious and I have had.
Only if he says it okay; I thought we were pretty clever with our word usage.
If you want something to rhyme, perhaps I should show you the poem war Devious and I have had.
Only if he says it okay; I thought we were pretty clever with our word usage.
Devious Phenomenon
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 15 13:46 - Our poems were kinda wierd, but yeah, show him if you want :P
I saved all of my poems in my flash drive under a folder simply put as comedy in a folder XD
We fought about which animal was better, whether a whore or an emo was better, I mocked her emo, we fought over who was better, and a bunch of other stuff too :P
I plan to fight back her last poem bombarment, but I'm not in the poetic mood(Thus why I haven't answered the pm yet Ash)
I saved all of my poems in my flash drive under a folder simply put as comedy in a folder XD
We fought about which animal was better, whether a whore or an emo was better, I mocked her emo, we fought over who was better, and a bunch of other stuff too :P
I plan to fight back her last poem bombarment, but I'm not in the poetic mood(Thus why I haven't answered the pm yet Ash)
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16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 15 23:36 - That's what I figured, Devious. I'll be waiting to match your wit with my cunning. Be prepared.
Wingless
Am I like an Angel that has forgotten how to use her wings? I feel like I know exactly how to do it, but I cannot remember how to. I remember the sensation of the wind beneath my wings, these vast, beautiful things that had sprouted from my shoulder blades.
When I dream, I have wings. Lovely, dark feathered ones, much like a hawk's or an eagle's. Somehow, I release them and I marvel at the hollow, but powerful design. Me...with wings. I try to fly, but I cannot go very far or very high, for I fall. I can't for the life of me remember how to fly!
Usually, I am retrieving something important, something important or vital to existence. I remember a scepter-like object of a rich golden colour, with a sapphire blue stone held by what looks like the talons of a bird.
I was being pursued by men in suits, so I ran and jumped into the air, releasing my beautiful eagle wings. I flew to the highest window in the building where my comrades, who had wings more marvelous than my own, waited. That's when my wings disappeared. I was able to hold onto the windowsill and get the scepter-like object to them. They wanted to help me escape, but there wasn't time. The men in suits were right behind me, and it would only be seconds before they caught me. I wanted my comrades to have as much as a head start as possible. I smiled at them and released my grip on the windowsill; my wings appeared once more, and I was able to land on the floor without hurting myself. Then they were upon me....
I feel, even now, that I could release my wings, but I cannot remember how. Its a feeling, an urge, an instinct almost. I have this slight fear of falling; perhaps....I am a Fallen Angel. The last feeling I would have remembered would have been being pushed out of heaven....without my wings. Left to free-fall to Earth...and take on the life a baby girl, to live the normal life of a human.
Without my wings...
Wingless
Am I like an Angel that has forgotten how to use her wings? I feel like I know exactly how to do it, but I cannot remember how to. I remember the sensation of the wind beneath my wings, these vast, beautiful things that had sprouted from my shoulder blades.
When I dream, I have wings. Lovely, dark feathered ones, much like a hawk's or an eagle's. Somehow, I release them and I marvel at the hollow, but powerful design. Me...with wings. I try to fly, but I cannot go very far or very high, for I fall. I can't for the life of me remember how to fly!
Usually, I am retrieving something important, something important or vital to existence. I remember a scepter-like object of a rich golden colour, with a sapphire blue stone held by what looks like the talons of a bird.
I was being pursued by men in suits, so I ran and jumped into the air, releasing my beautiful eagle wings. I flew to the highest window in the building where my comrades, who had wings more marvelous than my own, waited. That's when my wings disappeared. I was able to hold onto the windowsill and get the scepter-like object to them. They wanted to help me escape, but there wasn't time. The men in suits were right behind me, and it would only be seconds before they caught me. I wanted my comrades to have as much as a head start as possible. I smiled at them and released my grip on the windowsill; my wings appeared once more, and I was able to land on the floor without hurting myself. Then they were upon me....
I feel, even now, that I could release my wings, but I cannot remember how. Its a feeling, an urge, an instinct almost. I have this slight fear of falling; perhaps....I am a Fallen Angel. The last feeling I would have remembered would have been being pushed out of heaven....without my wings. Left to free-fall to Earth...and take on the life a baby girl, to live the normal life of a human.
Without my wings...
William
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 17 19:54 - hehehehehe, i just noticed, u guys are both fox and wolf... what an odd yet satisfieing pair...
u guys are having a wrtie off? oh i got to get a piece of this. come on come on come on, let an angel join you contest. (picture reference, lqtm)
u guys are having a wrtie off? oh i got to get a piece of this. come on come on come on, let an angel join you contest. (picture reference, lqtm)
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16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 17 20:16 - A fox, a wolf, and an angel...what an epic tale that would spin....
Perhaps you should get in on it. I'll post the battle. =3 I warn you, its long.
DEVIOUS
You a poet and you didn't even know it
Actually you did know it you just don't show it
I should get a dime for everytime I rhyme
then I'd be a rich rich son of a bitch
cuz I rhyme a lot so I'm like a poet but I'm not
=
My poetic rant about being a poet and not knowing it :P
VERMILION
Wow that's not as lame as I thought
Perhaps you should be a poet
You rock
haha bit of a stretch there
For that, I deserve to be mauled by a bear!
DEVIOUS
Haha I rock and you get mauled by a bear?
I'm just gunna be waaaaay over there
where the bear can only stare
Bears are mean, I don't want to lose my spleen, I'm just a teen
so I'll sit down right here and drink myself a beer,
get drunk off my ass, drop my glass and fall on the grass
the bear will come over and I'll have a hangover
and we'll play cards over there until I realize I can't beat a bear...
VERMILION
I know that mine was kind of lame
But everything goes in the rhyming game
Mauled by a bear is only an expression
To try and relieve some of this rhyming tension
playing cards with a bear
oh what a sight that would be
I'll get a camera and we'll make a movie
And then my dear
I'll make you regret drinking all that beer.
DEVIOUS
It's like playing cards with a shark
Especially if that shark's name is Mark...
I owe him 20 bucks, and a freaking truck, what the fuck?
I swear he slipped an ace in hole, that no good dirty rotten soul
I'll kick his ass and take back my grass
He took that too you know? he took it and even my sno
cuz he was the cardshark named mark
stupid shark...
And as for the beer your crazy dear
I'll drink beer like a wolf eats deer
Drinking doesn't necessarily mean what your thinking
I could mean drinking my thoughts, who woulda thought?
Ah poems galore, more more says the little poem whore
the little poem whore likes rythmn and rhyme, all the time
she riddles and she fiddles and she twiddles with her thumb
She's smarter then she looks but she looks pretty dumb (LOL I like this one)
En garde?
VERMILION
Oh my
You actually tried to match my wit
I'll make you regret it you little twit
That cardshark named mark was not a shark at all
It was me in a costume coming to call
How I got dragged into a game of cards
They will sing of my tale in the Mid-evil bards!
Your poem whore is no match for my Emo
He can write poems as cool as screamo
My emo can can write
about blood and gore
He'll kick the ass of your poor little whore
En guarde?
you fool
you have no idea
the torture you will face
by my mid-evil mace
You wish to retaliate?
Please, take the bait
DEVIOUS
Your emo's a bitch he's whiney and an itch in the side
Your emo wants to die and frankly I want him to too
he's suicidal and fragile, not very agile, much like a child
He can't scream for shit so he can't be the bitch
he seems frankly queer, a little bit wierd, please get him out of here
How shall I retaliate? How shall I even the slate?
Ah how bout an arrow and a powerful longbow
to shoot you down from outside of down
your cruddy mace won't do much
Ha! In your face and such!
Now will you learn?
Or do thy care to return?
VERMILION
Ah enough trashin' my emo
Or youre head'll be bashin'
into the ground
I'll pound and I'll pound
Until you make no more sounds
He's left, you're mean
How dare you crush my little emo's dreams
You underestimate my mace
as well as my strength and agility
Did you not know I am of the elven race?
enchanted it be
but that does not matter
I'll ditch the weapon and depend on the latter!
Do you not understand what I will?
I said that I would depend on only my skill!
hand to hand combat is what I was taught
I'll deal with you then leave you to rot!
Me?
I never learn
What fun would it be
if I missed your reply?
Do you care to return
or will you just die?
DEVIOUS
You can't bash me into the ground
you can't pound me till I make no sound
You can't even kill a fly
let alone fight something sly
a beast of the night
a terrible fright
a creature of such cannibalistic power
it keeps those up until waking hour
filling them with fear
your foolish my dear
for surely you wouldn't try to fight
such a monstrous and evil sight?
Your race of elves
best protect themselves
for even an elf can't survive
you can't take an arrow through the heart alive
I can strike a fly form four miles away
right in the wing while it floats astray
For I am a danger of accuracy and skill
surely you don't think I'd miss the kill?
You think you can fight me hand to hand
surely that's one stupid stand
You may have been tought but I was born
to kill without feeling to fight full of scorn
I will not die and let you take the win
I'll not give up you've entered the wolf's den
your in a world foreign to your poor little soul
you've been pulled out of that sneaky fox hole
into a world where you can't run and hide
surely you know what this match will decide?
VERMILION
Do not forget
I'm cunning and quick
Champion of Russian Roulette
Stronger than I appear to be
Don't dare think you can make a fool out of me
You say you're a warrior born?
your moves are not fluent
I'd get more of a wound from being pricked by a thorn!
You say you will not give up
Perhaps you are the fool, you sorry excuse for a pup!
You will face your demise
Can you see the determination in my eyes?
You've awakened the beast
And I shall feast
when you face defeat
I'll lead you to the forest
it is my domain
Where your ancestors were slain
By the skills and precision
and by our superior vision
for this delicate world
Our quest
Perhaps you should get in on it. I'll post the battle. =3 I warn you, its long.
DEVIOUS
You a poet and you didn't even know it
Actually you did know it you just don't show it
I should get a dime for everytime I rhyme
then I'd be a rich rich son of a bitch
cuz I rhyme a lot so I'm like a poet but I'm not
=
My poetic rant about being a poet and not knowing it :P
VERMILION
Wow that's not as lame as I thought
Perhaps you should be a poet
You rock
haha bit of a stretch there
For that, I deserve to be mauled by a bear!
DEVIOUS
Haha I rock and you get mauled by a bear?
I'm just gunna be waaaaay over there
where the bear can only stare
Bears are mean, I don't want to lose my spleen, I'm just a teen
so I'll sit down right here and drink myself a beer,
get drunk off my ass, drop my glass and fall on the grass
the bear will come over and I'll have a hangover
and we'll play cards over there until I realize I can't beat a bear...
VERMILION
I know that mine was kind of lame
But everything goes in the rhyming game
Mauled by a bear is only an expression
To try and relieve some of this rhyming tension
playing cards with a bear
oh what a sight that would be
I'll get a camera and we'll make a movie
And then my dear
I'll make you regret drinking all that beer.
DEVIOUS
It's like playing cards with a shark
Especially if that shark's name is Mark...
I owe him 20 bucks, and a freaking truck, what the fuck?
I swear he slipped an ace in hole, that no good dirty rotten soul
I'll kick his ass and take back my grass
He took that too you know? he took it and even my sno
cuz he was the cardshark named mark
stupid shark...
And as for the beer your crazy dear
I'll drink beer like a wolf eats deer
Drinking doesn't necessarily mean what your thinking
I could mean drinking my thoughts, who woulda thought?
Ah poems galore, more more says the little poem whore
the little poem whore likes rythmn and rhyme, all the time
she riddles and she fiddles and she twiddles with her thumb
She's smarter then she looks but she looks pretty dumb (LOL I like this one)
En garde?
VERMILION
Oh my
You actually tried to match my wit
I'll make you regret it you little twit
That cardshark named mark was not a shark at all
It was me in a costume coming to call
How I got dragged into a game of cards
They will sing of my tale in the Mid-evil bards!
Your poem whore is no match for my Emo
He can write poems as cool as screamo
My emo can can write
about blood and gore
He'll kick the ass of your poor little whore
En guarde?
you fool
you have no idea
the torture you will face
by my mid-evil mace
You wish to retaliate?
Please, take the bait
DEVIOUS
Your emo's a bitch he's whiney and an itch in the side
Your emo wants to die and frankly I want him to too
he's suicidal and fragile, not very agile, much like a child
He can't scream for shit so he can't be the bitch
he seems frankly queer, a little bit wierd, please get him out of here
How shall I retaliate? How shall I even the slate?
Ah how bout an arrow and a powerful longbow
to shoot you down from outside of down
your cruddy mace won't do much
Ha! In your face and such!
Now will you learn?
Or do thy care to return?
VERMILION
Ah enough trashin' my emo
Or youre head'll be bashin'
into the ground
I'll pound and I'll pound
Until you make no more sounds
He's left, you're mean
How dare you crush my little emo's dreams
You underestimate my mace
as well as my strength and agility
Did you not know I am of the elven race?
enchanted it be
but that does not matter
I'll ditch the weapon and depend on the latter!
Do you not understand what I will?
I said that I would depend on only my skill!
hand to hand combat is what I was taught
I'll deal with you then leave you to rot!
Me?
I never learn
What fun would it be
if I missed your reply?
Do you care to return
or will you just die?
DEVIOUS
You can't bash me into the ground
you can't pound me till I make no sound
You can't even kill a fly
let alone fight something sly
a beast of the night
a terrible fright
a creature of such cannibalistic power
it keeps those up until waking hour
filling them with fear
your foolish my dear
for surely you wouldn't try to fight
such a monstrous and evil sight?
Your race of elves
best protect themselves
for even an elf can't survive
you can't take an arrow through the heart alive
I can strike a fly form four miles away
right in the wing while it floats astray
For I am a danger of accuracy and skill
surely you don't think I'd miss the kill?
You think you can fight me hand to hand
surely that's one stupid stand
You may have been tought but I was born
to kill without feeling to fight full of scorn
I will not die and let you take the win
I'll not give up you've entered the wolf's den
your in a world foreign to your poor little soul
you've been pulled out of that sneaky fox hole
into a world where you can't run and hide
surely you know what this match will decide?
VERMILION
Do not forget
I'm cunning and quick
Champion of Russian Roulette
Stronger than I appear to be
Don't dare think you can make a fool out of me
You say you're a warrior born?
your moves are not fluent
I'd get more of a wound from being pricked by a thorn!
You say you will not give up
Perhaps you are the fool, you sorry excuse for a pup!
You will face your demise
Can you see the determination in my eyes?
You've awakened the beast
And I shall feast
when you face defeat
I'll lead you to the forest
it is my domain
Where your ancestors were slain
By the skills and precision
and by our superior vision
for this delicate world
Our quest
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16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 17 22:24 - NO SPAMMING!!!!!!! GOD!!!! READ THE RULES!!!!
hey guys, listen to this while you read, okay?
here's my attribute to the battle, feel my burning dread!
Vermillion
Though you are quick and cunning,
Though you are sly and meek,
Though you are quick-footed, forever running
An Angel shal dispose of your reek
Here we stand,
Alone and so cold,
I walk with you hand in hand,
And eternal soul next to one that shall fold
I am nothing,
Yet I am all that there is,
Feel every one of my painful somthings,
Feel my glourious death, and feel his.
Devious
Quite the wolf you are,
Strong and wise and fast,
Though your game of pretend ends not so far,
Let me show you the chapter before last
Though you are strong and wise as hell,
Though you are not afraid of truth,
I'll show you what you will not face well,
I'll show you my ever lasting proof
Though I don't know you,
I've seen past your soul,
I've seen what's the real you,
I see deep down what you hold.
You've seen the light of darkness,
Now see the darkness of light,
Come join me in the darkest abyess,
Come come now, stay and fight.
Vermilion
It's hard to care what others think,
When you've a heart as black as ink,
Why should I care while others stare?
Thier deaths will make my day complete
I wait for them all,
I've seen the end form short to tall,
I know the pain of death itself,
I'll show you now why they call it hell
Imagine your mother,
She's truly like no onther,
Now picture her gone and theres a hole,
The one she left while leaving your soul
My smile, it seems, is only skin deep,
Won't you join me, my dear, in sharing a weep?
Feel the ink run down your spine,
Have a drink of death divine.
That's all for now, i'll stop here seeing as Vermilion didn't put anything about me... i think this'll do for now.
hey guys, listen to this while you read, okay?
here's my attribute to the battle, feel my burning dread!
Vermillion
Though you are quick and cunning,
Though you are sly and meek,
Though you are quick-footed, forever running
An Angel shal dispose of your reek
Here we stand,
Alone and so cold,
I walk with you hand in hand,
And eternal soul next to one that shall fold
I am nothing,
Yet I am all that there is,
Feel every one of my painful somthings,
Feel my glourious death, and feel his.
Devious
Quite the wolf you are,
Strong and wise and fast,
Though your game of pretend ends not so far,
Let me show you the chapter before last
Though you are strong and wise as hell,
Though you are not afraid of truth,
I'll show you what you will not face well,
I'll show you my ever lasting proof
Though I don't know you,
I've seen past your soul,
I've seen what's the real you,
I see deep down what you hold.
You've seen the light of darkness,
Now see the darkness of light,
Come join me in the darkest abyess,
Come come now, stay and fight.
Vermilion
It's hard to care what others think,
When you've a heart as black as ink,
Why should I care while others stare?
Thier deaths will make my day complete
I wait for them all,
I've seen the end form short to tall,
I know the pain of death itself,
I'll show you now why they call it hell
Imagine your mother,
She's truly like no onther,
Now picture her gone and theres a hole,
The one she left while leaving your soul
My smile, it seems, is only skin deep,
Won't you join me, my dear, in sharing a weep?
Feel the ink run down your spine,
Have a drink of death divine.
That's all for now, i'll stop here seeing as Vermilion didn't put anything about me... i think this'll do for now.
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16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 17 23:23 - Just to make sure everything is clear, I put the names so you could know who wrote what. Devious made the first post, then I, and it carried from there. There may not be any confusion, but I like to double check.
Ah, quite the opponent you are, William. I shall match yours with something of my own...Be ready.
Ah, quite the opponent you are, William. I shall match yours with something of my own...Be ready.
Devious Phenomenon
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 18 1:15 - As soon as I get off of my lazy butt
as soon as I get my rhythmn to open up
I'll get up to rhyming up a storm
bring you hell in all of it's forms
for I am not only a wolf as I said before
I am also a creature of the night, a demon from lore
Oh what a trio's grand war we've begun
None of us will back down or run
I am a wolf, powerful at moon's rise
Ash is a fox, sneaky and wise
And now, an Angel joins, will
We now have a fight on our hands of destructive skill
as soon as I get my rhythmn to open up
I'll get up to rhyming up a storm
bring you hell in all of it's forms
for I am not only a wolf as I said before
I am also a creature of the night, a demon from lore
Oh what a trio's grand war we've begun
None of us will back down or run
I am a wolf, powerful at moon's rise
Ash is a fox, sneaky and wise
And now, an Angel joins, will
We now have a fight on our hands of destructive skill
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16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 18 20:22 - A fight we shall have
but not one of physical skill
minds racing
searching for the words to describe that final kill
You shall all face defeat
and shall lie at me feet
belly up in submission
My mother, gone?
Ha, or so you think
We'll keep in touch
by our hearts, our link
I will not cry, but fall silent and scheme
I'm to stubborn, my mind, a swollen river
Can you supress that frightened shiver
or will your confidence fade?
Melted, like the snow
or the butter of a forgetful maid
but not one of physical skill
minds racing
searching for the words to describe that final kill
You shall all face defeat
and shall lie at me feet
belly up in submission
My mother, gone?
Ha, or so you think
We'll keep in touch
by our hearts, our link
I will not cry, but fall silent and scheme
I'm to stubborn, my mind, a swollen river
Can you supress that frightened shiver
or will your confidence fade?
Melted, like the snow
or the butter of a forgetful maid
max
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 18 21:09 - hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
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16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 19 19:31 - dude, don't spam our thread.
William
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 19 20:21 - you two are in fact worthy oponets...
lqtm, Devious' made me laugh.
Give me a minute to create a new bit of inky steel to match that of which you have woven such as a spider would on a foggy day.
lqtm, Devious' made me laugh.
Give me a minute to create a new bit of inky steel to match that of which you have woven such as a spider would on a foggy day.
Devious Phenomenon
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 19 23:39 - (Max, this is a writing thread we kinda had to work to get allowed(Well, Will had to) we'd like it if you'd either contribute or leave, no offense)
(I honestly have no idea how this does anything to the war... it's just rhythmn randomly lol, I guess it's a warning to newjoiners :D)
If that which must be bested be bested by skill
If that which rests must be rested to kill
if that which roosts must take someone's life
If that which gets loose must take to the sky
Then let it be one who has not yet begun
let it call out like a new bell just rung
let it be strong and fierce with a call
let it be wrong so when it jumps it shall fall
for all who dare to enter this fight
For all who don't know wrong from right
for all those who live to bring hurt
for all those who live to see blood squirt
let this be a warning to those strong and brave
let this be a warning to those locked away
let this be a warning to the mystery contester
let this be a warning from the beasts that manifest here
That was fun, now I'm done for the run
I'll wait for the next strike to be thrown
I'll wait for the dragon's fire to be blown
I'll sit here and prowl and I'll growl till I know
when it is time to get on with the show
I'll sit andI'll rest and let words manifest
as I wait for my time for a wolf to shine
let moon rise over the horizon line
bring me power, that which is rightfully mine
(Btw, for anyone who wants to steal these poems, I have them saved on a jump drive(Mine at least) and I have proof that they are rightfully mine, just you try)
(To Ash and Will, save yours too, just in case)
(I honestly have no idea how this does anything to the war... it's just rhythmn randomly lol, I guess it's a warning to newjoiners :D)
If that which must be bested be bested by skill
If that which rests must be rested to kill
if that which roosts must take someone's life
If that which gets loose must take to the sky
Then let it be one who has not yet begun
let it call out like a new bell just rung
let it be strong and fierce with a call
let it be wrong so when it jumps it shall fall
for all who dare to enter this fight
For all who don't know wrong from right
for all those who live to bring hurt
for all those who live to see blood squirt
let this be a warning to those strong and brave
let this be a warning to those locked away
let this be a warning to the mystery contester
let this be a warning from the beasts that manifest here
That was fun, now I'm done for the run
I'll wait for the next strike to be thrown
I'll wait for the dragon's fire to be blown
I'll sit here and prowl and I'll growl till I know
when it is time to get on with the show
I'll sit andI'll rest and let words manifest
as I wait for my time for a wolf to shine
let moon rise over the horizon line
bring me power, that which is rightfully mine
(Btw, for anyone who wants to steal these poems, I have them saved on a jump drive(Mine at least) and I have proof that they are rightfully mine, just you try)
(To Ash and Will, save yours too, just in case)
iCarLa♥
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 20 14:48 - ok question.... just so i get this right....
uumm...we can write about anything[everything]?....
uumm...we can write about anything[everything]?....
Devious Phenomenon
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 20 22:18 - Yeah, anything you want to write,
well actually... I'm not sure, it depends on how sexual it is(I'm assuming that's why you're asking) in which case, post it, if it bothers someone they can PM you and ask you to take it down, though I doubt any of us(Will, Ash and I) Will be bothered by it, others might
(Yay, I now have 36 serious poems, 25 Comedic poems(parodies, poetry battle responses and incantations) and 17 old poems(6th grade down) 68 poems! I'm devoting poem 69 to a proper cause for the number! (Hehe...) wait... NOOOOO T_T I have 78 dammit!!!!!! I'm gunna go grumble in a corner now...)
well actually... I'm not sure, it depends on how sexual it is(I'm assuming that's why you're asking) in which case, post it, if it bothers someone they can PM you and ask you to take it down, though I doubt any of us(Will, Ash and I) Will be bothered by it, others might
(Yay, I now have 36 serious poems, 25 Comedic poems(parodies, poetry battle responses and incantations) and 17 old poems(6th grade down) 68 poems! I'm devoting poem 69 to a proper cause for the number! (Hehe...) wait... NOOOOO T_T I have 78 dammit!!!!!! I'm gunna go grumble in a corner now...)
Riukkuyo
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 20 23:43 - How's this::
"How Long?"
Spring Winds, Blue Skies
How long will it be before we all die?
Summer Winds, Golden Skies
When Will the lies stop?
Autumn Winds, Orange Skies
How long til the cold has to rise?
Winter Winds, Grey Skies
How long will it be before we all die?
"How Long?"
Spring Winds, Blue Skies
How long will it be before we all die?
Summer Winds, Golden Skies
When Will the lies stop?
Autumn Winds, Orange Skies
How long til the cold has to rise?
Winter Winds, Grey Skies
How long will it be before we all die?
William
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 21 17:04 - that's good, sacrifice.
Carla, yes anything and everything, as long as you don't spam and it's not like two and half pages long. just little paragraphs at a time and what not.
devious, again lol.
And i STILL haven't thought of something to write. when i do it'll blow your minds.
Carla, yes anything and everything, as long as you don't spam and it's not like two and half pages long. just little paragraphs at a time and what not.
devious, again lol.
And i STILL haven't thought of something to write. when i do it'll blow your minds.
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16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 21 23:02 - Blow our minds, you say you shall
Can you back up those words, eh eh pal?
I don't believe, perhaps I'll patiently wait
But, you, I do not underestimate
It just takes much to blow my mind
Compare those odds, Fear my kind
While Devious waits for his moon to shine
His back'll be turned
A move? I'll make mine
Cunning and sly, a sucker punch?
Oy Vey!
What do you take me for?
I'm not a coward, not in any way
A fair warning, I will give
My battle cry
A warrior I be, cunning and sly.
William, that ink you mentioned earlier
I found something, the colour is pearlier
It shines in the light of Devious's moon
My venom...of doom. ((rofl))
See his form, limp and slumped
I downed him with a single "wump"
Ready, are you, to join his soul
Swirling aimlessly in the dark
the colour of coal.
Can you back up those words, eh eh pal?
I don't believe, perhaps I'll patiently wait
But, you, I do not underestimate
It just takes much to blow my mind
Compare those odds, Fear my kind
While Devious waits for his moon to shine
His back'll be turned
A move? I'll make mine
Cunning and sly, a sucker punch?
Oy Vey!
What do you take me for?
I'm not a coward, not in any way
A fair warning, I will give
My battle cry
A warrior I be, cunning and sly.
William, that ink you mentioned earlier
I found something, the colour is pearlier
It shines in the light of Devious's moon
My venom...of doom. ((rofl))
See his form, limp and slumped
I downed him with a single "wump"
Ready, are you, to join his soul
Swirling aimlessly in the dark
the colour of coal.
William
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 24 15:07 - heheh, you made a poem out of just that mone half a sentance. i'll have to do something about that. and don't laugh at this, even to your selves, i thought of it in five minutes because the really good on that i had got lost.. don't judge me.
While I fly here all alone
I see a fox and watch her roam
I've seen the way she curves her words
I watch the way she calls the birds
I watch the words flee from her lips
Prisionors escaped to be touched by finger tips
While there is still another
The second of my favorite colors
For he is blue and she is red
The colors of evil, good, and all the rest
While I remain a soundless white
While I watch the two all through the night
Now imagine a boy, happy at play
What happens at the end of the day?
Now take the picture and fit it to your words
What is to happen when they all meet thier end?
To live is to die, while dieing is living
Words and shadow are the only things not giving
They are eternal, or so I've heard
A writers death is one without words
And so ends my poem of eternity
Now I'll strum my guitar and sing far beyond maturity
Then I'll sing and outlaw love song
'Till time has left me dead and gone.
While I fly here all alone
I see a fox and watch her roam
I've seen the way she curves her words
I watch the way she calls the birds
I watch the words flee from her lips
Prisionors escaped to be touched by finger tips
While there is still another
The second of my favorite colors
For he is blue and she is red
The colors of evil, good, and all the rest
While I remain a soundless white
While I watch the two all through the night
Now imagine a boy, happy at play
What happens at the end of the day?
Now take the picture and fit it to your words
What is to happen when they all meet thier end?
To live is to die, while dieing is living
Words and shadow are the only things not giving
They are eternal, or so I've heard
A writers death is one without words
And so ends my poem of eternity
Now I'll strum my guitar and sing far beyond maturity
Then I'll sing and outlaw love song
'Till time has left me dead and gone.
William
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 24 16:57 - quick little thing, i know it has nothing to do with the writing, but i just want people to know about this. it's a sticker i found and can't find again... so i'll just post waht it said.
As i sit on my bed,
looking up at the stars,
I starea nd wonder,
Where the fuck is my ceiling?
ROFL LOLOLOL!
As i sit on my bed,
looking up at the stars,
I starea nd wonder,
Where the fuck is my ceiling?
ROFL LOLOLOL!
Devious Phenomenon
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 24 19:22 - I like the
I stopped to wonder why the frisbee was getting bigger...
and then it hit me...
Lol, Nobody ever catches it for some reason, it's funny :P
I stopped to wonder why the frisbee was getting bigger...
and then it hit me...
Lol, Nobody ever catches it for some reason, it's funny :P
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16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 25 0:09 - There are only two types of Pedestrians; the quick and the dead.
I don't know how many times I've used this phrase...haha. Its usually when I see someone on the street.
I don't know how many times I've used this phrase...haha. Its usually when I see someone on the street.
William
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 25 15:02 - yeah... but still. that's funny all the same.
.....
so anyways... no one going to post?
.....
so anyways... no one going to post?
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16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 25 15:24 - It devious' turn! *points an accusing finger at devious*
I can post a little something i wrote on saturday. Its silly.
I call it "The Boat Moat Story"
The was a boat
In a moat
It was afloat
The sailor was a dope
He was dirty for he had no soap
Did he mope?
You bet your rope!
That sailor dope
Oh he did mope
Then he discovered
That there was a hole
Made by a pole
Oh bless my soul
There was a hole
Then he found some soap
Under the rope
No longer did he mope
For he found some soap!
He carved the bar
Into a car
And plugged the hole
Made by the pole
Oh happy day
In early may
That sailor dope
Had a boat
It was afloat
In a moat
And he had soap!
It didn't sink
But he fell into the drink
There was a gator
And it did wink
That was the end
For my poor old friend
His boat lies empty now
Afloat in the moat.
I can post a little something i wrote on saturday. Its silly.
I call it "The Boat Moat Story"
The was a boat
In a moat
It was afloat
The sailor was a dope
He was dirty for he had no soap
Did he mope?
You bet your rope!
That sailor dope
Oh he did mope
Then he discovered
That there was a hole
Made by a pole
Oh bless my soul
There was a hole
Then he found some soap
Under the rope
No longer did he mope
For he found some soap!
He carved the bar
Into a car
And plugged the hole
Made by the pole
Oh happy day
In early may
That sailor dope
Had a boat
It was afloat
In a moat
And he had soap!
It didn't sink
But he fell into the drink
There was a gator
And it did wink
That was the end
For my poor old friend
His boat lies empty now
Afloat in the moat.
William
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 25 15:59 - HAHAHA i love it! post m ore silly poesm like that.
THAT GOES FOR EVERYONE. POST MORE SILLY POEMS.
i gots to think of a silly poem to match that... give me a while.
THAT GOES FOR EVERYONE. POST MORE SILLY POEMS.
i gots to think of a silly poem to match that... give me a while.
yui
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 25 16:21 - i think i love you but i cannot say
these feelings for you are really eating me away
i want to be with you to hold your hand
and if im falling for you i never want to land.
oh and please dont copy anything i write^^thankyou
what do you think?
these feelings for you are really eating me away
i want to be with you to hold your hand
and if im falling for you i never want to land.
oh and please dont copy anything i write^^thankyou
what do you think?
William
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 25 17:04 - it's good... and we can't copy anything anyone writes, this whole thread is basically one big copy right. we have dates and everything.
i gots a haiku.
Worker bees are free
Even drones can fly away
The queen is thier slave
Thousand bucks to the person who knows where i found that!
i gots a haiku.
Worker bees are free
Even drones can fly away
The queen is thier slave
Thousand bucks to the person who knows where i found that!
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16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 25 23:40 - You found that in the back of your mind after seeing or hearing it somewhere! *holds out hand for the thousand bucks*
I love you so much
Do you not know this feeling?
I'll be brave for you
Random Haiku from off the top of my head!!!!!! X3 I thought of it in about...2.3 seconds!
I love you so much
Do you not know this feeling?
I'll be brave for you
Random Haiku from off the top of my head!!!!!! X3 I thought of it in about...2.3 seconds!
Devious Phenomenon
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 26 1:57 - Fight Club :D
William
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 26 14:26 - DAMN IT! devious got it right... okay ummm, give me eight years to save up all of my allouance, give me another two months to find out where you live, and give me 3 to 8 weeks to get it to you. okay?
My midnight has come
And darkness is my new kingdom
Angel of Darkness
indeed, a random haiku from teh top of my head that i thought of in 1.8 seconds... HOORA!
My midnight has come
And darkness is my new kingdom
Angel of Darkness
indeed, a random haiku from teh top of my head that i thought of in 1.8 seconds... HOORA!
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16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 26 20:15 - I am a sly fox
Do not underestimate
I am powerful
~VFN
Devious Phenomenon
16 years, 1 month ago at Mar 26 20:19 - I hate poetry
Poetry can go and die
what was I saying?
I don't mean any of it, but it only took me half a second, bish :P (Though is sucks :P)
William, I coulda sworn you'd say let me save up, find out where you live, spend 1000$ on a sniper rifle and ammo and then shoot me with it thus I giave you 1000$ :P
Poetry can go and die
what was I saying?
I don't mean any of it, but it only took me half a second, bish :P (Though is sucks :P)
William, I coulda sworn you'd say let me save up, find out where you live, spend 1000$ on a sniper rifle and ammo and then shoot me with it thus I giave you 1000$ :P
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