That might
That might...
Not help out a bunch
Talking to Bleys
Since I ate him for lunch.
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That might
That might...
Not help out a bunch
Talking to Bleys
Since I ate him for lunch.
Bother
Bother...
Not everybody reckons
That that's really what's been done
They're queuing up for seconds!
Oooh no thanks
No thanks...
I'm completely full
Now I must think
Of another prank to pull.
Random things
Random things...
That life's great fury mocks
Like cats and dogs and eskimos
And exams full of rocks
Yet other things
Other things...
Life just can't explain
Like this, that, and everything else
And how to predict the rain.
The rain,
The rain.
I can predict that, I'll bet.
Come to the Northwest
And you're sure to get wet.
get wet
get wet...
how do you know?
christmas-time in the nor'west
does it bring the snow?
The snow
The snow...
Rarely comes to here
But our Christmas is still holly jolly
And our cups are filled with cheer.
cheer
cheer...
it sounds like you oughta
try and cut down on that
and maybe stick to water!
But
But...
You want me to be dead?
Cause there's something in the water
As Spiff always said.
Listen to spiff
Listen to spiff...
And your brain resigns
Don't take advice from he
Who likes the movie 'signs'!
That movie
That movie...
I have never seen
I'd rather watch Major League
With loveable Charlie Sheen.
Major League
Major League...
That would probably do
Although I'm more amused
Watching "Mr Yakyuu"!
That movie
That movie...
Wouldn't help really
Neither would it's sequel
Called 'Mr. Yakme.'
Attack!
Attack!
Die, scum, DIE!
It may be getting old,
But it still amuses I.
Laughter!
Laughter!
Reading through this thread,
Sure beats the hell out of
Reading Shakespeare - he's dead!
Amusing
Amusing...
This is so very witty
To a silly kiwi mod
And a burger made of kitty!
Now what
Now what...
Are these jokers doing here?
In this poem three's a crowd
And four is quite queer.
Well hey!
Well hey!
Be glad it's not five!
If I had reproduced,
You might not be alive.
Indeed
Indeed
If you had reproduced
We would all be very ill
Or something you'd deduced
Deduce?
Produce?
Be not afraid of that!
Instead beware the anger
of a pregnant sandwiched cat.
Quit spreading
Quit spreading
Those awful thoughts about
You can keep your kitty burgers
I'll stick with In N Out.
Ah yes...
Ah yes...
The epitome of grease!
But there's hardly any difference
Except that mine has fleas.
How could you?!
How could you?!
Eat a feline for your snack!
It's a good thing that we have this new button.
Attack! Attack! Attack!
Easily
Easily
Spread thickly the butter
And make sure to skin it first
Or else you'd be a nutter
OOC: That sucked =P
the nut
the nut
cause this thread doesnt suck
its just starting
so when you see page 50 dont say, " what?"
(running out of words, heck Calliope use Indeed 3 times.)
Oh, Peter,
Oh, Peter.
Please don't tell me that you eat felines as well!
I thought that Peters ate only pumpkins,
And kept their wives in a pumpkin shell!
pumpkins...
pumpkins...
and peters who go quack
some really silly beatnik
whose wife stole his award back!
You people
You people...
Swarm to this thread like flies
Why the sudden interest
After 600 replies?
Well someone
Well someone
Seems isolationist,
He'll soon enough realize
This game has now a twist.
a twist
a twist
dont punch del
with a fist
i insist
Say what?
Say what?
I do not understand.
Usually these make sense.
Am I in a foreign land?
foreign land
foreign land...
with a sparkly sheen
such is the encounter
with a computer screen!
A screen?
A screen!
That just might be the key
Everytime I try to smack Del
It breaks - and I bleed.
smack del
smack del...
well that's a nice try
excuse me while I pick you up
and make you a french fry!
This stopped
This stopped...
Making sense long ago
It drives me mad
I'm still here, though.
Del and Calli,
Del and Calli,
We people won't stay here for long.
Once we get a few posts out of our system,
We'll all be moving right along. :)
damn straight
damn straight...
you'll be on your way
pretty soon you'll find a thread
to spam into the fray
That's true
That's true...
Soon they will be gone
Yet we will remain
As we have all along.
steadfast
steadfast...
we'll add another post
and keep the rest from
the thread they love the most
whoops
whoops
sorry for my stupidity
for this thread
will span over a triogily
trilogy?
trilogy...
I don't really think so!
del and I are gonna
just stick to what we know!
You know
You know
this thread will last forever
so dont you worry
when it will be closed, never!
don't assume
don't assume...
to what the staff will do
or otherwise you'll surely find
they've closed the thread on you!
Close it
Close it...
If worse came to worse
I would hunt them down
And show them my enforce. (Quiet Nicky)
The knife
the knife
is able to dice
up almost anything
but you see, my finger it has sliced!
This thread...
This thread...
Itself hangs by a thread.
The last thing we need is a knife,
To make dead this old thread.
if they
if they
they must sticky this today
please sticky this or archive it
then everything will be okay.
( cause then i shall create a A vey odd poem by me again!)
no way
no way...
archive it you won't dare
nobody's touching this thread
you just leave it here!
Don't worry
Don't worry...
This thread's main enemy
Is busy in Southern Cal
With the one named Stefanie.
Well then...
Well then...
Some breathing room we shall get
But this time we will be quite sure
To not discuss a sandwiched pet.
a pet
a pet
i shall get
oh wait
im in debt!
In debt
In debt...
Indeed, Auron, you are
Indebted to del and I
For getting you this far!
You'll owe us
You'll owe us...
A thousand at least
One for every snazzy poem
In this spam feast.
not spam
not spam
dont get banned
i swear ill pay you back
after i finish my tan! ( del its not spam, its...er..literture!)
literature
literature...
that's not it at all!
don't compare with beckett
you'll fill his ghost with gall!
oops
oops
sorry i guess it aint litercure cause some of it poos!
its, poetry
with a couple of Loops!
Literature or poetry
Literature or poetry,
What does it really matter.
It's all been good and entertaining
Whether 'twas the former or the latter.
No matter
No matter...
You obviously don't care
The poem critics will get you
If you are not beware!
Oh well,
Oh well...
Time for this thread to die.
Watch it die a very peaceful death,
After I close it with one swift try.
*closes and probably archives it*
*reopens and unarchives*
Fine, have your way, infidels.
*backflip*
*backflip*...
must take a sip
of the sweet necter of victory!
but ill stop before i get kicked. :D
From death...
From death...
This old thread hath returned
A lesson to all mortals
Death be laughed at and spurned.
spurned
spurned...
that proves that those concerned
with our sanity do not have to worry
cause they shall be burned
closed
closed...
by two of eoff's mods
once again the thread comes back
having beaten the odds
I can't count
I can't count...
How many times I've seen this
Raise from the dead
Like the graceful phoenix.
enough
enough...
that the thread should rise
as long as it isn't
the thread's final reprise!
Well now
Well now...
Two mods are in the know
But the fact still remains
We have many more to go.
Informants
Informants...
We'll keep it underground
Eventually the poem
Will remain safe and sound
Underground
Underground...
In a hole no doubt
But when it goes too far
How do we dig our way out?
out
out..
we shall get a crane
from bleys
then eveything will be the same.
A crane...
A crane...
Too large and noticeable.
Something much more secretive
Should keep our status stable.
secret
secret...
just like SECRET SQUIRREL!
just like hong kong phooey
we'll give it a whirl
Yes like them
Like them...
We will never be found
And then be at ease
Like Huckleberry Hound.
Huckleberry
Huckleberry...
Drowned his Clementine
You can play your banjo
Don't get outta line!
A line...
A line...
Such a curious thing.
So stiff and straight and boring,
Curves give much more zing.
Zing
Zing```
Such a wonderful sound
To hear from your friends
When ever they,re around`
around
around...
a stone round your neck
keep em in tow
just for the heck
heck...
heck..
thats is were we will end up
so lets all say,
whassuP!?
How sad,
How sad,
Out of all the poetry threads,
It comes to be that this one
Is the largest, and most read.
This is the one
This is the one...
They'll be coming after
More elusive than
Even a MICRORAPTOR.
A microraptor...
A microraptor...
I have yet to see one of those.
Perhaps it will be slightly bigger
than that awful zit on your nose.
This thread has to end somewhere. And now seems like a good time.