• Let's write a poem
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But as the time went on [editline]25th February 2011[/editline] (please, if you're posting something that is not supposed to be in the poem or so, use () ) [editline]25th February 2011[/editline] (Also OP should update the OP with the full poem from time to time)
(you guys should use more commas and punctuations. It's basically "once there was a farmer and he had carrots and a dog and the dog then was dick while the dicks were apples and he brought them inside so he could make a creampie")
The crops became scarce
And my wife gave me a scar
E-I-E-I-o
^I will give him a child
And they all did died.
For a specific reason
related to the gunpowder treason.
I'm dumb
You sure are
the end
is near
The day Is bare wait for The one wait or be done But what is this? The poem goes on? Yes it goes on , like a damn Donkey Kong. That phrase is trademarked! Bitch, I don't care. Nintendo can kiss, my white derrière. Xbox is best no, ps3 surely you jest bitch, know it's the Wii. And Now I leave Let another his turn but calm down now, just breathe It's a much better world. I'm a Poet! :downs:
my penis
[QUOTE=LaTrefle;28285452]is near[/QUOTE] dick in my rear.
hurt like
[QUOTE=Maurice;28285498]dick in my rear.[/QUOTE] the dick of a deer
that's been shoved in your rear.
boner
Orange :smug:
[QUOTE=Im-Bored;28285904]Orange :smug:[/QUOTE] silver!
Feared by the townsfolk Killed by the yolk What be thy?
Why won't they let him stay? He's not a threat anyway, anyday But I think they just like to say things in insinuate the hate so they can relate They don't even need a debate Xenophobia is their fate Grab the newcomer and drown him in the lake But whether or not he give or take They'll say they kill him in their prophet's sake [editline]26th February 2011[/editline] But hey, that's the way things stay Day by day, they don't feel the strain They keep causing the allophobic pain In whatever way they do to sustain The fact that have no change in their brains [editline]26th February 2011[/editline] But shit, it gets a little insane, that they don't bring up new plains Just sit in their village and harvest their grains But they never gain, it's just always the same Why do they keep them away? Do they they're all criminals astray? It's like life like whatever their god writes Everyone different needs to take a hike They don't want the new man They don't want to understand They don't want to comprehend Anything new is against their new plans [editline]26th February 2011[/editline] The townsfolk are afraid and dismayed But they don't even know what he wants to do or say But to him that's okay; he doesn't need them anyway He leaves the town, and turns the other way [editline]26th February 2011[/editline] So the town stays alone Little industry and stone Plain to the bone, but never getting stoned They think drugs are evil but they're alcohol prone So fuck the small town They can stand their ground But they're gonna be behind this time around [editline]26th February 2011[/editline] Now I'm going out on a limb I'm doing a rhyming binge When I rhyme, I hesitate to cringe Don't be a minge, cross that fuckin' bridge I'm a liberal agnostic kid, quite unlike username "Ridge" [editline]26th February 2011[/editline] I don't stop, the rhymes and beat don't drop I don't need your props, 'cause I'll space off Tell me something else, I'm not hiding in stealth But don't try to coach me; I don't need help [editline]26th February 2011[/editline] Sorry, making mistake and fixing is my cycle I had to edit because I had some typos Even then, it was quite a sight though
because its wabbit season
Fuck all you guys! :sigh:
Roses are red, Voilets are Blue Fuck You
And also me too
i like to eat poo
With a shoe
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