Make a Poem
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He'll stick it in your pooper!
Just the right age too.....killer110 said:
killer110
Sergeant Knight
what does that even mean? McBeverage.......you are now coming first in the contest. if nobody makes a poem in 2 days you will be declared the winner.
You may think I have wit,
you may call me a T.I.T.,
But let it be known,
As this poem has shown,
my jokes are certainly ****.
This is the poem you sent in.
You may think I have wit,
you may call me a T.I.T.,
But let it be known,
As this poem has shown,
my jokes are certainly ****.
This is the poem you sent in.
tyrannicide
Knight
You're looking rather silly there without any actual content, OP, so here's a totally unwarranted plastering of my current mood.
ED: Ah, McBeverage ninja'd me by one hour. Mhh.
ED: Ah, McBeverage ninja'd me by one hour. Mhh.
OP? OP!
Your subject seems quite poor to me
A wimpy ickle line of text
Your writing muscles not yet flexed
I challenge thee
To show thy skills
A poetry battle
A contest of wills
If you prove to me
Thine talent is grand
A reward shall be given
Of its very own brand
A truly remarkable thing
You'll see!
To be honored in this form
By me
Your subject seems quite poor to me
A wimpy ickle line of text
Your writing muscles not yet flexed
I challenge thee
To show thy skills
A poetry battle
A contest of wills
If you prove to me
Thine talent is grand
A reward shall be given
Of its very own brand
A truly remarkable thing
You'll see!
To be honored in this form
By me
I don't call you a tit
More a twit
and when a twit gets becomes rott
he turns to a twat
and becomes rather stanky
like that one guy, spanky.
Alas, you are still new
And you have been graced by an elite few
with the gift of protection
when they have an erection
And soon Tralfaz shall come
come into your bum
where he shall find fun
as you try to run.
Mayhap you shall trip on a lump
and Tralf will bump your rump
with a "hump hump hump"
and he shall pump and pump
until you can't take it any longer
and you no longer feel stronger
So good luck!
And enjoy your quick ****!
Because Tralf is a knockin,
and after, you shan't be walkin.
More a twit
and when a twit gets becomes rott
he turns to a twat
and becomes rather stanky
like that one guy, spanky.
Alas, you are still new
And you have been graced by an elite few
with the gift of protection
when they have an erection
And soon Tralfaz shall come
come into your bum
where he shall find fun
as you try to run.
Mayhap you shall trip on a lump
and Tralf will bump your rump
with a "hump hump hump"
and he shall pump and pump
until you can't take it any longer
and you no longer feel stronger
So good luck!
And enjoy your quick ****!
Because Tralf is a knockin,
and after, you shan't be walkin.
Taimat396
Baron
Now, this is the story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some b-ball outside of school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Startin making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say is that this cab was rare
But I thought 'Man forget it' - 'Yo home to Bel Air'
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked to my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
So what do I win?
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some b-ball outside of school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Startin making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say is that this cab was rare
But I thought 'Man forget it' - 'Yo home to Bel Air'
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked to my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
So what do I win?
tyrannicide
Knight
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