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| The Liar by Lupin the Vapour |
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25% |
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| Wiggle by mexicantocos2003 |
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25% |
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| Breaking a Rhyme by Katt105 |
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50% |
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The Indeed Master Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 1:23 pm
Yes, this is the poerty contest forum for the weeks of 2/7 and 2/27. If you don't know the rules or haven't done this before, please feel free to PM me. All rules and guidelines can be read Here
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 7:30 am
Name: Lupin the Vapour Title: The Liar Comments: yes please
He hates himself enough To kill himself but never die. He thinks that life's to tough To do anything but lie. In his life he sees no purpose But to cause him pain. Those he tries to draw close, His life, they seem to drain. Why does he continue on Through this dark and dreary land? He must see hope is long since gone, Worn from this deserts sand. Can someone on this Earth Find a place of healing? Few are those can give rebirth, And fewer still are willing.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 9:53 am
uh oh inspiration ------------------------------------------------ Wiggle by mexicantocos2003
Wormy worm, pick up after your self, maggot, and dress nicely and appropriately for there will be a ball.
Whoops! The soccer ball landed on you squashed like a bug, or in simple layman's terms "SMASH!!!" Now you're "well-done" like a steak.
What? You survived? Impossible, sir! How did you do it?
"Wiggle."
((§))
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 3:52 pm
Username: Katt105 Title: Breaking a Rhyme Comments: I don't really care. Number of words: 106
Why don’t break my heart? Make it bleed. Now do it over again You’re still the only one for me. You’d think I’d learn But never do I can’t believe I still want you. You say you mean it But never do I’m allergic to crap So why don’t I sneeze around you? After a few rides on a rollercoaster I get some sense And get off As the carts run by I wave To something I couldn’t believe I rode it once I rode it twice I rode it three times And didn’t under stand in till now Breaking a rhyme never felt so good.
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