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 Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 9:01 am
the rules are simple
Step 1
Have a miserable day!
Step 2
Write poetry about it
Step 3
Post it here
Step 4
vote on the best poetry for the worst day
Step 5
win cool prizes
Step 6
Share them with Neko for make such an awesome thread
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 10:17 am
Cookies at work...
They don't taste real good.
Cookies at work...
I think they're made of wood.
Cookie at work...
From a guy named Bob.
Cookies at work...
Might make me lose my job.
Oh yeah, real productive here at the office. rolleyes
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2005 7:14 am
Career Card Captor
'Card Captor' is a job,
I would not like to take.
You don't get too much health care,
And money you don't make.
But perhaps the only reason,
Why it wouldn't work at all.
Is because when I try them,
The dresses are too small.
sweatdrop
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2005 10:12 am
please post this on the new threads announcement or it will not be added to the index, thank you.
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 9:04 am
Hooray! Hooray! It's time for lunch
Instant Noodles, I shall Munch sad
A solid meal would be real nice
But since I'm poor, this will suffice crying
Chicken flavor is on the case
But to be honest, it has no taste xp
I'm so darn hungry, might starve real soon
So please send money, help feed a coon. redface
sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 7:51 pm
Pasta sauce and wine
All over my clean white shirt
Oh you mock me so
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2005 11:38 am
I sit here alone at work,
I'm bored out of my mind.
Something to keep me busy,
I simply can not find.
Drawing girls in mini skirts,
Is losing it's appeal.
The pencil in my fingers,
I can no longer feel.
Drawing, reading, nothing works,
Somebody set me free.
Let me talk and flirt and stuff,
Please just let me be me.
So here alone at my desk,
I type this stupid thing.
My last shred of sanity,
Wrapped in a desperate cling.
OMG I'M SO BORED!!! crying
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2005 12:20 pm
Ran Kizama Pics of girls in mini skirts, Are losing their appeal. The pencil in my fingers, I can no longer feel. You owe me a new moniter, because that made me spit diet coke all over it!
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2005 2:04 pm
Popi-Sita Chan Ran Kizama Pics of girls in mini skirts, Are losing their appeal. The pencil in my fingers, I can no longer feel. You owe me a new moniter, because that made me spit diet coke all over it! ROFL, I totally didn't even catch that until now. lol I shall edit now. sweatdrop I was drawing some female character sketches for a doujinshi and could have worded that better. Note to Self: Don't make bad poetry when bored. lol
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2005 2:13 pm
i never thought id fight so hard
but i refuse to give up
i never thought id fight so hard
to pee in a cup
((i have to take a drug test before i can start my new job, and they keep reschedualling it -_-; ))
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2005 6:16 am
Such a long weekend I have had
It was exhausting and more, twas bad!
Might loose an employee
Nothing ever comes free
I wonder if I'll still have three...... crying heart crying
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 12:37 am
I cannot take this stress
this is undue duress
I need to quit this job
but that causes a stab and a throb
I used to love working at the theater
but the pain is like swallowing a water heater
wonder how many new silver hairs Ive got
maybe carts no longer so hot.
I dont want it to die
but neither dead do I wish I.
crying heart crying
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 9:13 pm
Over-time, over-time
extra money for me
over-time, over-time
now, how could it be
that my
over-time, over-time
leaves no time for me to see
Pretear?
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 2:11 pm
Somehow I became a muffin,
A Coonberry flavor or somethin.
Now I fight to the teeth,
To get some relief,
But always I wind up with nothin.
mad
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 10:57 pm
He is back
he has retuerned
and once again my reputations being burned
He has it in for me,
as many can see
He wants me to quit
Against eachother we pit
But I shall win
because I refuse to fall
Refuse to loose
I do not trust him
Not with my money or cash
But he is my manager,
and that just dont hash mad heart mad
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