User:So So/poetry and jap chicks archive
poetry 1[edit | edit source]
Hot cinnamon buns at Grandma's house and tinkerbell tamborines
The music plays the sweetest tunes in my heart
Stars twinkle twinkle twinkle their greatest memories
And a child smiles
Because he was the lucky 107th caller
Poetry!
Poetry! Poetry! Poetry!
Poetry flows from me like water coming out of a faucet!
Look at the sky
Look at the plains
The world is full of the finest wonderful beauty
Nature is in her beautiful solemn slumber
And now for the jap chicks
- this wuz before I started polling but i nkow fer sure it would of got lots of positive respons. what do u think?
poetry 2[edit | edit source]
A spotted sandpiper flies in grandeur over the hilly hillside
Finding his flying food in the majestic sky air
Fly bird! Fly!
Meanwhile children play below in supreme jubilee
They play with the innocence of children in their little hearts
So full of compassion and retribution
So were the days of our childhood
We hearken back upon the days when we took pride in our endearing discoveries
Of wonderful whimsical times gone by
Oh! How we wish we had the time back!
The time spent building the sandcastles of our dreams
Using only a plastic yellow shovel
And the boundless boundaries of our vast imaginations
Sometimes I wish I was married to my mother
And now for the jap chicks
- thanx evrybody for your votes! this one got realy good response and 23 people said its some good peotry. keep the votes comming!!!
poetry 3[edit | edit source]
The earth is a bubbling cauldron of soup
Being heated longer than the directions on the can call for
By Global Warming
Oh my poor defenseless polar bear friends
And panda bears
It is more than I can bear
God's green earth needs an air conditioner right now
And the Republicans vote down the proposal to finance one
I can hear the distraught cry of the trees in the rain forest
Saying "Please, let me live"
"Please let me see my grandchildren grow their thousandth leaf"
And what does the corporate world say?
They say "This is a chainsaw. I will cut you"
The tragedy contiues day in and day out
And now for the jap chicks
- awsome dueds thanx again! everybody realy seemed to like it and i think it got probally the most vots yet!!!!
poetry 4[edit | edit source]
The thought of you alone brings me to my knees
My bare knee flesh hitting the berber carpet
Through my ripped-knee jeans
Why must you be you?
Why must you be you?
The sight of you is like sirloin steak with corn and brownie dessert for my famished heart
You are the breath in my lungs
You are the bump in my shorts
You are the magazine in the public restroom when someone used up all the toilet paper
You have rescued me in this crazy, crazy world
Yet when I call you hang up right away
And say that your dad needs to use the phone
Why? Why? Why?
Why must your dad need to use the phone so much?
What is he, a telemarketer?
And now for the jap chicks
- once agin you gave me some good response. it rly makes it very rewording and fufilling when so many ppl say they like what i'm doing so keep reading the poetry and keep it real dudes!
poetry 5[edit | edit source]
It's a brand new year
But nothing ever changes
Sadness grips me like a grasping metal crane arm
But I am not a plush toy
I am but a man doomed to lived on a planet
That cares not for me
That does not love me
And only spits in my face
But I will continue the resistance
I will play my music in my room at its fullest blast
Fuck the neighbors or my parents or anyone else
And I will show them sullen like they've never seen it
As I coldly consume a plate of melancholy pancakes
And now for the jap chicks
- well evrybodyi s rly enjoying my poerty i think so it rly makes it wroth the tiem i spend deep serching my sole and puting it on paper. we ll not paper but like interntet you know
poetry 6[edit | edit source]
The world is full of ruffians and heathens
They mock me and throw hot lunch spaghetti in my face
And put ketchup in my canned fruit-like mix dessert
Even though I was saving it for last
They have their laughs and chortles for now
But little do they know I am a level 58 warlock in Warcraft
And I would pwn them so bad online
I have a book on witchcraft as well
Not the fake stuff
I mean the real stuff
It teaches me the ways and means to wield the power of darkness
And I just may have to level 4 flame their asses
If that doesn’t work I have another book on sweet ninja skills
And they don’t want to know the terror known as the Tanuki Talon Strike
And now for the jap chicks
- Rock on dueds keep the votes comming! they say that young ppl dont appriciate poetey todya but thats not true i think!!!! IMHO
poetry 7[edit | edit source]
Of God's many great blessings
Perhaps none is greater than that of friendship
A friend that sticks by you in thick and thin
A shoulder to cry on
A treasured companion in this journey we call life
Yes! I give thanks every day for my cherished friends
Except for Russell
That stupid fat fuck
We made the rule
We talked it over and made the rule
We said you let the other person have time to respawn
And not just camp out and attack them the second they come out
We said you have to wait at least 5 seconds
Perhaps count 5 apples or something
But that stupid fuck does not wait at all
Not even one apple
I can't even respawn
I hate that fucker Russell
Did I mention he was fat?
And now for the jap chicks
- hay ya thnx agin ppl u no i soemtimes like feel al deppressed but than i see so many ppl like my pomes and thne if eel all better so keep reading evryone rock on!!!!