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    It ain't easy being green Wayner's Avatar
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    Hey I am married too! My husband hung the moon!
    Absolutely! And my wife straightened it when he finished.

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    wayner!

    nice poem, too!

    i did the married thing. i've decided i'm no good at it.

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    Prince Charming came, and out we went
    Our time together was the best.
    But after an hour he leaves me here
    To go study for a test.


    (That's him studying, not me. My evening is clear for Survivor. )

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    Good one, Kylie!

    Just imagine how much more effective Tennyson could have been if he could have thrown a into his work!

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    On the Fort we read and we post
    But we'll never catch Fluff
    For she has the most

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    Wayne, yes the s would have been very effective for Tennyson.

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    i'm gonna bump the poetry thread so our new lovely members can add their creative words!

    sitting at work
    bored through the day
    i try as i might
    to find a way
    to make the time fly
    like sands though the glass
    while i sit and i fort
    in my chair on my ass

    yeah, ok... that was more like 30 seconds.

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    Blither Blather.
    Piss Posh.
    Walk on that plank.
    Please go off.
    No, Don't Turn!
    We don't want you here.
    Wait, Turn.
    On second thought, no, jump.
    That's right, leap into the grasp of death as fortunes turn bright.
    For you are no longer here.
    You're better off you know.
    Really you are.
    Not being here.
    No ridicule.
    No hate.
    No laughter.
    At your expense.
    No fallacy of pretending to be something that you are not just for the sake of pretending to be something that you want to be so that you can pretend to be something you would never want to be.
    Blither Blather.
    Are you gone yet?
    It's not that far of a drop.
    Really.
    It's only twenty seven feet into a fiery pit of hell.
    You'll be better off you know.
    Really.
    No materialistic society judging your every movement.
    How pretty are you?
    How much money do you have?
    What kind of car do you drive?
    Who the f*ck cares?
    Oh that's right. He does.
    She does.
    And so does he.
    And she.
    Blither Blather.
    Feet teetering I see.
    It won't hurt.
    Not as much as staying would.
    No remorse.
    There would be more tears here you know.
    Really.
    Good Bye.
    I see you flying.
    You look so happy.
    So free.
    Devoid of Blither Blather.



    I mighta went over three minutes just a bit here. Not too much though. I know this isn't like cheery rhyming stuff - but hey, that's me and poetry.
    I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star in somebody else's eyes... but why... why... why can't it be me?

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    Poetry isn't my thing lol, im more of a short story & novel kinda person but here we go ... *starting timer*

    THORS KEG

    So happy was Loki when he stole Thor's keg
    But drunken running off, he fell and broke his leg.

    Mighty Thor was angry and concerned about his beer
    Chased him with his hammer, the one they all should fear,

    However Thor was sober since Loki stole his ale,
    and we all know how SOBER viking always tend to fail,

    So Thor he grabbed his keg back but by george it wasn't right!
    that barrel was where Loki had his regs for Dynamite!

    But Thirsty was Thor and sober too, held keg to mouth and drank,
    and then he had a cigarette and BOOOM it blew the tank!

    But Thor he laughed his head off, happy as he'd ever been
    body parts all over, only ONE thing can it mean:

    Sewing viking limbs together means ENDLESS amounts of brew,
    So if a viking asks you to chop his arm off, he asks a favor of you!


    I always endup with cheezy rhymes LOL, a poet that I am not!!
    (I think this one took a little more than 3 minutes too... maybe like 5... 7 maybe? lol)
    "He who has a why to live for can bear almost any how."

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    (ended abruptly at three minutes, stream of consciousness is a funny thing)

    my thesis awaits me
    defiant, I surf
    random conversations
    and strung out words
    writing writing writing
    but refusing to write
    the one thing that matters.

    There is a tree in my garden
    a paw paw
    it grows and grows
    its leaves are glossy and inviting
    but it never bears fruit.

    this is how my life is.
    I remember reading that
    paw paws are fertilized by flies
    and they are soft inside
    much like women.

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