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  1. #61
    FORT Spaghettio Shayla's Avatar
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    Originally posted by John
    I'm sorry I hit the telephone pole
    which was outside your house
    and which you were probably using for electricity
    It hurt very badly
    It really did
    John, I know exactly which poem you emulated. It is one of my favorite poems...
    This is just to say
    I have eaten
    the plums
    that were in
    the icebox

    and which
    you were probably
    for breakfast

    Forgive me
    they were delicious
    so sweet
    and so cold
    --William Carlos Williams
    D*mn that teacher of yours for discouraging you. Forgive me; your poem was delicious--so sweet and so cold.

  2. #62
    FORT Spaghettio Shayla's Avatar
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    blindart, good stuff. Love the last stanza.

  3. #63
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    yep, what shayla said. To both John and blindart.
    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?

  4. #64
    It was you. splatty's Avatar
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    everyone is so creative!

    here's a silly poem a ripped off for people at work who were constantly bitching about . . . well, self-explanatory. . . .

    umm, sorry if it's difficult to read. i have no idea how else to post it.
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    Here's my first attempt at a poem


    Days in the prison of knowledge are like years
    That brings every tiny saplings to their darkest fears
    Thrice in a year, every four months
    They would have to undergo a serious undertaking
    That puts all their brains to the thinking
    Full time, and prevent the restless soul for wandering
    For it is something that everyone dreads
    Where even the angels dare not tread

    During this period of darkness,
    Every gay soul is derived of happiness
    As the classroom exudes an air of competitiveness
    Amongst each other, devoid of a good man's soul
    And cannibalize each other for the best, like a hungry ghoul

    Every sapling endeavours to weather
    The horrendous storm that befalls them
    Should they fail to do so
    An eternal ray of shame will fall upon them
    As they are discriminated amongst the best
    Laughed and joked at by the rest
    And chastised by their creators
    Who gave them life in this world

    It's a nightmare for every soul
    To face this terrible predicament
    But the young heart must endure
    the pain and the torture
    For in the storm lies a great treasure
    That every knowledge seeker needs
    For now and forever
    To overcome the hardships of life

    Done!! Honestly speaking I took more than 3 minutes!!

    This is my first poem ever done! Hope every one likes it.

    Should we start a forum on prose and short stories, where everyone could post their own creation?

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    Premium Member glennajo's Avatar
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    Wow, these are all so creative and deep. Mine is not.

    Here I sit, addicted to the FORT
    So many things in my house need done
    Dishes to do and laundry to sort
    But computer time seems to be number one.

    My hubby will say, "What'd you do tonight?"
    I'll try to think of something to say
    I hope this doesn't end up in a fight
    But the housework can wait til another day.

    General discussion, The Amazing Race
    Sooo many things to read
    I wish I could just get away from this place
    But my daily dose of the FORT, I NEED!

    How's that for cheesy? We really need a cheese emoticon. Don't you agree?

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    Sexy evil genius Paulie's Avatar
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    Actually, I think it's pretty cool, glennajo! I like rhyming poetry, and yours has kind of a sinister message underlying its upbeat story.
    When you're ten years old and a car drives by and splashes a puddle of water all over you, it's hard to decide if you should go to school like that or try to go home and change and probably be late. So while he was trying to decide, I drove by and splashed him again. - Jack Handey

    Read Paulie's Precaps for Survivor:Vanuatu: 1-2-3-4-5

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    It was you. splatty's Avatar
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    thanks blindart. hope i didn't offend any diehard mac fans.

    glennajo . . sounds like you were writing about me!

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    Premium Member glennajo's Avatar
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    Thanks Paulie! I've always been a rhymer. Never could write non-rhyming poems.

    Splatty, you're right! I think everyone can relate to the spending too much time here thing!

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