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bigro
 RE: lets write poems
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I walked down the stairs
But alas there were bears
Ouch
Oof

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07-07-2017, 04:29 PM
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Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ’kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
So to the door I did flee, knocking a vase in my haste;
Knowing soon, it was blood I would taste.
For the jolly old saint, I had a grudge,
I'd met them before and my friends he did judge;
"Oh what shit friends you have" he would bellow,
While he laughed at a picture of that poor fellow.
But now you can see, now was my chance,
For me and St. Nick, to have one final dance.
He turned in fright. He gave me a smirk,
"Fuck you!" I shouted, unveiling my quirk,
A gun! A gun, a gun I held up to his eye;
"You wouldn't dare" He said with a sigh.
But no luck for St. Nick, for it was too late;
The trigger I had pulled, to fulfil my hate.
The deer were in shock at what just took place,
To this I shouted, with a stern look on my face;
“Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
Now I'm the big man, you can all leave,
Get going soon, there's no time to grieve!".
They were petrified of me and my gun,
But all I could feel was the rising sun.
The sleigh I did shove, right into my garage,
Installing a turbine, I would appear just a mirage.
For now I was the Claus, my fun had just started,
My son entered the room, I just farted.
Away I flew, speeding along,
Away from it all, singing my song.
"Joy to us all, for our teams are free,
from judgement, hate and saint nicks bigotry!"
But something was amiss, the crowds they did stir,
For I had no idea what my actions would incur,
They shouted and cried, "We liked St nick"
Boy let me tell you, I felt like a dick.
My shame it was large, I had to hide,
Apart from it all, eventually it would slide.
To the poles I flew, making great pace,
When I arrived, a snowball flew at my face.
"You dumbass!" I heard, from beneath the snow,
An elf sprung up, slingshot in tow.
"You moron you fool you've ruined us all,
How will we deliver Christmas, you have some gall.
For you see without Nick, we're stuck in a mess;
His magic brought joy, and helped us under stress!
Without him, we are all without hope,
Now YOU have to do it, or we'll kill you, you dope."
The elf made his point clear, I knew what to do,
I had to save Christmas! Though the thought made me blue.
To the workshop I went, elf did follow,
But the workshop was empty, barren and hollow.
"Where is everyone" I said with concern,
"They've all gone home" was the reply, sharp and stern.
This was not good, to the tavern I'd crash,
There were the elves, all of them smashed.
"We want fair pay" the lot of them cry,
"We liked old nick, but you can just die"
I took a step back from what I'd just heard,
I needed a moment, this was all just absurd,
I walked to the bar, I stroke my chin;
And then say this: "Let us all drink some gin!"
So I partied with elves, it was a long night,
They had no idea, that they were in for a fight.
The next morning came, birds chirping at dawn,
They were all still asleep and I had a knife drawn.
"Fuck Christmas" I say as I cut a rope,
Down falls a chandelier, and with it their hope.
As I waltz out the door, the bar roaring aflame,
I realise something, even if it was lame.
It was a merry Christmas, even after all that,
I was in high spirits, and in the snow I fell flat.
I'd been through enough, and an angel I made,
As the snow coated me over, my vision did fade.
I woke with a jump, for it was July,
I'd must have just dreamt it, so I let out a sigh.
But Santa would still get his just desserts,
So remember this, insulting friends hurts.

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07-07-2017, 04:47 PM
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bigro
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this also counts as 2am posting. 2am poetry, if you will.
I'll read it tomorrow and feel like a pill.

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07-07-2017, 04:48 PM
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bigro
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Ouch
Oof

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what the fuck

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07-08-2017, 03:01 AM
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Kaynato
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For the tablet had shattered,
And the windows had broken
The sun-vulture crept in the chamber

Down at the basin its beady eyes stared
The powder and dust and puddle of water
The fragments of the world it had previously kept
In the small bowl upon the altar

The culprit was nearby, it could sense
Hiding, yet fearless in the corner
With a shout, they ran, seeing the vulture
And sprinted out to the cave's border

The prophet of old, the very first of their own,
Had escaped at last that which was foretold and shown.

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07-08-2017, 02:51 PM
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wiltingMyosotis
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The clock strucks AM
and my eyes fall down
The stars glow bright,
and I await them now.

It’s getting quite late,
everyone will say.
But I want to stay up
and watch the night away.

The dim light glows
from the computer screen.
It fades, shuts down
It should be time to sleep.
07-08-2017, 03:59 PM
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Our Lady of Lampreys
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Desert
School is my favorite thing
It is very boring
My favorite class is when we got to gym
Where we all try to get slim
Sometimes we go to Recess
And I wish I had Reeses Pieces
Now I have told you all about School
And I hope that you think that my poem rules.


The story is describing Upper and Lower forests. Several kids are exploring the forest. Anyone who looked up from lower forest grew dizzy. When the children found something in the forest it was an amazing sight. Most parents got worried when the kids went to the forest because they thought it was dangerous.
07-09-2017, 12:59 AM
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Reyweld
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The old man pushes his machine
That lets forth a dull fury of noise.
He cuts down the young field of green
Through legal means, he kills their joys.

And then a thistle, tall and proud
Challenges the mower, loud.
Too big to cut, above the crowd
Or so it thought before its bow.

But when the dandelions spread
Through gentle winds change does blow.
The green replaced and in its stead
Displays the knowledged yellow.

The old man hauls his own regrets
His thick veins bulge in vain
As lions are tasty with vinaigrettes
But rotten flesh wroughts no fame.

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