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| Oh yes, the fight has just begun! |
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| Of course, I'll stay till I'm outdone... |
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| But what's the use, in the long run? |
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 Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 9:56 am
Rumbling, mumbling, stumbling down,
I found my way into this place.
A place where common sense does frown
Upon this nonsense human race
And now, my dears, I do express
The root of madness to digress
Away from life, nevertheless
I hope that we don't dissagree
Could you stay along and rhyme with me?
A poem, singing lies so true
With those who join the circle's end
Words have never rung so new
I hope that you will comprehend
Sit and stay, talk for a while
I feel that I should now compile
The results of this lonely trial
Oh come and join the jubilee!
Would you stay along and rhyme with me?
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 10:00 am
I feel that no one's here to play
This game of fun along with me
But worry not, I won't delay
For rhyme, I guarentee!
One should never bring oneself
To sit and stay alone
But now I shall rhyme with myself
This game I won't postpone.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 11:06 am
I'm sitting still, upon my bed
a laptop in my lap
"Such fun," a weary Sara said
"Some new friends I shall entrap!"
Tsk tsk, look! It's time for class
This question now? Oh I shall pass
I know much this subject, but alas
We haven't paid the entrance fee
I guess you cannot rhyme with me.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 12:24 pm
Look! Oh look! The Queen is here
I haven't much to say
I just hope that she is sincere
With what she does today
This thread is standing
With a throne, so she can sit and stay
I just hope she's not demanding
Like each and every day
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 4:51 pm
oh indeed! who is this queen
who you say so demands
is she drilling? what do you mean?
i do not understand.
'tis the time of day at which
my attention leaves from here
but i'll be back, with a barbed-wire switch
to make more rhyming cheer!
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 6:14 pm
Oh what a joy, for you have come
To bring my thread alive!
I thought it had been left as scum
But now it shall survive
This queen, this very queenly queen
...Shh, whisper, quiet now...
She is so horrible and mean
A false queen not fit to allow!
Will you help me, pretty please?
With the duties, I am done...
Would you help now bring to knees
The power she's redone?
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 7:19 pm
a task such as that, i can't refuse.
but pray tell, what tools to use?
are we to have a grisly time?
or shall it be placid, without the crime?
i'm up for it all,
but murder's my name.
so you make the call,
and i'll play the game.
to twist her bones
and make them shatter?
or feed her scones
and make her fatter?
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 4:26 am
No mortal damage we shall cause
For the risk is much too great
I once was such a judge for laws
...You know what would await
We will merely play a youthful trick
By "borrowing" her walking stick
What a wonderous septer filled so thick
With magic fit for all our fun
To play with till the day is done
Think of all the things to do
To use up all her magic soon
This dictator shall say "adieu"
And leave this sunny month of june
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 4:41 pm
And as June fades into July
My love for you will grow
Into the stars up in the sky
More than you shall ever know
And as Luna wanes in daylight's dawn
We never will forget
That we are naught but living pawns
In a game that we know nothing of yet
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 4:16 am
Of course, just puzzle pieces are
A unknowing, cursing fate
But together we can get so far
And win, there's no debate
So join hands now, or what you want
To freedom's call, you're nonchalant
Ignorant to the faithful haunt
Which flies fleeting down the hallway stairs
You've power now, so don't you flaunt
Or you may have to say your prayers
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 1:05 pm
so dismal the mood is today!
let's lighten the load.
let us play.
yes, yes, there's work to be done.
but i won't budge
'til i've had some fun.
bring out the tea-set.
call your closest friends.
then we'll have a party
and hope it never ends.
but when it does,
we won't let tears fall.
we'll pick ourselves up
and stand strong and tall.
and we'll remember
that before the party began
we had a queenly task
left on our hands.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 1:28 pm
I really must say,
The tea-set is new, and ready for use
That idea seems perfect just for today
Throw off your shoes and let your hair loose!
The queen can't command it
What could she do?
She couldn't just stand and not look at the view
From here it is truly so wonderfully true
What a thing it is to look here in dismay
I will not permit
For her to submit
A court case against us for just this today
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 5:34 pm
In the first hour we would hear the defense
But put our angry hearts on hold
For the defense loved the prosecution, and hence
The jury's decision was as good as sold
The prosecution lied to me and said,
"Pay their silly games no mind,
This affair is all in your head,
So open your eyes and leave it behind"
And the judge who sat on her stool
Knew that her tears would be unwise
For she was the prosecution's fool
Until a strawberry caught her eyes
The strawberry came back to the tea-set, my dear
And for that, no court case shall we hear
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 1:34 pm
Come now sit, you know the time
Tea's right there on the table
Sing a pretty nursery rhyme
As best as you are able
No more chat of crime and things
Of which we're no concern
We'll just sit and dine like kings
No need to be so stern
Pass me the teapot, will you dear?
There's nothing here for us to fear
The sky's so sunny, crystal clear
Make sure your highness leans in close
So that she may soon overhear
And find she can't oppose
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 5:00 pm
And if the sunshine turns to rain,
there's just no need to fret.
Just bring a new and better sun,
and lovely days we'll get.
We'll stand a flagpole in the tea,
and set it with a line.
Attach the sun and hoist it up,
for sunny days so fine.
And where to get a sun, you ask?
It must be made by hand.
We'll cut it out of gold and wheat
And clouds above the land.
And what when rain falls down on you?
We'll pull it down, and make one new.
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