a vey odd poem by auron

[Calliope]

Recap
Recap...
Is not all that you did
You put the poem to a stop
But I pried off the lid!

[Del Murder]

I wasn't
I wasn't...
The one who let this thread burn
I was waiting to post
It just wasn't my turn.

[Calliope]

Yeah well
Yeah well...
Though it's burnt aplenty
We can keep apostin
Way past page atwenty!

[Del Murder]

I think
I think...
That's a good plan
To post in this thread
Until we get the ban.

[Calliope]

Hey there
Hey there...
Don't give them ideas
Of stopping all our posting
Though it smite our peers!

[Del Murder]

And now
And now...
It's about time
That the Great Nicky
Has forked up on a rhyme!

[chionos]

I wonder...
I wonder...
why are you obsessed
with propagating this facade
and with every rhyme expressed

[Calliope]

I wonder
I wonder...
Outside this poem odd
Why it is that your there sig's
Dedicated to a mod?

[Del Murder]

Vey odd
Vey odd...
Vey odd indeed
And more oddness in this poem
We surely do not need.

[Calliope]

More oddness
More oddness...
Really isn't needed
Just as warnings from a few
Always go unheeded.

[Del Murder]

Those warnings
Those warnings...
Gave me great fear
But then minutes later
They went out the other ear.

[Calliope]

Precious things
Precious things...
Found while one does wander
Like a pocket butterfly
And other things you squander

[Del Murder]

Squander
Squander...
We do that all the time
Squander our lives away
Left without a dime.

[Calliope]

A waste
A waste...
A waste of such a life
But it could be not a thing else
When battered by such strife!

[Del Murder]

Wasting
Wasting...
Is something I know about
But what it takes to stop it
I have not figured out.