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 Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 2:54 am
Did this one quite awhile back.
Once upon a time,
I wrote a little rhyme
and the towns people put me to shame.
They tied me with wire
and lit me on fire,
so soon I went up in a flame.
Then they stomped on my head,
quite sure I was dead,
but I breathed while they smashed in my brain
No tears did they shed,
but they then laughed instead.
Death I had no choice but to feign.
They tied ropes on my feet
and then dragged my raw meat
through the town while the people all cheered.
They put me in a box,
which was pelted with rocks,
then nailed it shut, but the people still jeered.
So now I lay in quiet,
long after that riot,
and wait calmly as my body heals.
Because a visitor came by,
and with a twinkle in his eye,
he offered me one of his deals.
So I've been biding my time
and writing this rhyme.
Soon those people will know how it feels.
To be continued...
eek
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 8:47 pm
AWESOME!!!! whee whee eek whee whee
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 10:31 pm
Thanks! blaugh
It needs to be continued. I guess I'll do it this decade some time. whee
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