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|} == Ambrose Bierce Buys a Cellphone == The frail mobile telephonetic invention
Succumbs to some electromagnetic affliction
And vomits from its silicon abdomen
A monstrous driblet of Beethoven
== The Xavyeq Lullaby ==

The sun goes down
It's job is done
The Moons come up
To light the sky


The crystal trees
With golden leaves
Sway in the wind
Forever more


At day they scream
Of restless dreams
Of all things good
And wonderful


The night goes by
And all is well
To carry on
To carry on..

==Reaping== I'm such a fool
I should have known
now I'm reaping
What I've sown

JAS dfsh ==Night Love== I felt around in the dark
Grabbed your naked body in my arms
We held each other for what felt like seconds
Then you sucked on my ear lobe
SQUIRT
==Altered Pants Fit Better== I had three brains whence each had a place
My thoughts once swam with awsome grace
But then I brought in compounds plenty
And now two of my brains are somewhat empty
- Rempimenio ==Coolness all around== Hoop earrings are for boys.
Girls and boys and all their toys. ==Untitled = Trying to Be Deep== A golden stream,
From rubber hose,
Makes lather, steam,
Then seaward goes.
pigfat Up your nose with a rubber hose. - Vinny Barbarino ==Iago Remix== Trifles, heavy as stone,
Like life they weigh down upon us,
Crushing our minds,
Crushing our souls, and
Like the pain of an ageing life,
Crushing our brittle bodies,
For in time we are
But a grain of sand
In the vastest desert
That exists
In the mortal coil or beyond.
Death,the dancer never gets what is his pleasure,and why should he? ==Huge== grey stones fell apart fast time is while everyone was leaving time gnaws gaping holes grabbing a little back flock flocks ==Down, Down== Earth's load stone,
Like life, draws down down down down down.
Like age itself,
Crushing souls, crushing them, crushing the souls, crushing them.
Brittle bodies break
Into particles of sand, and sand, and more sand, and more and more sand.
Re-settling in
A vast subterranean desert... kind of
===Comments=== *Wow. DEEEEEP Vermoskitten 01:00, 18 September 2005 (UTC) *Woah... dude... you blew my MIND... --''' Alfakim '''-- ''' talk ''' 01:24, 11 November 2005 (UTC) ==Monkey tennis== Monkey tennis takes place at the jungle equivalent of Wimbledon
The winning monkey doesn't receive a cup, oh no, he or she gets a banana.
There are also monkey ball boys and ball girls
and when it rains a monkey Cliff Richard sings....like a monkey.
In the winter when it is too cold to play tennis everyone plays badminton.
==Oh Gondola== Oh Gondola
Oh Gondola
How I Love You So!

Oh Gondola
Oh Gondola
How I Love You So!

Oh! Wait! You're a boat!
Meh, I didn't like you that much
Ah, screw it.
==6 Haikus by TheAtomizer== A small hairy frog
Sat on a log in a bog.
'Hello, world,' he said.
... There was more content here, but apparently, some people do not understand the phrase "Please do not place...offensive...content in the sandbox(es)." You know what I think is offensive? Censorship impeding the flow of information and expression in a democratic informational web like WIKI. See the Wikipedia:Sandbox Homepage == The Damp Salvages == Once I wrote a poem
And you may wonder:
Was it nuanced?
Ja, it was núànced. ==The Damp Sandwiches (parody)== Once I ate a sandwich
And my cat wondered:
Was it wet and fishy?
This poem certainly is. == Queen to Bishop Three == I'm sorry,
Frank,
I think you missed it.
Queen to bishop three,
Bishop takes queen,
Knight takes bishop.
Mate.
=== A Complaint on the Poem "Queen to Bishop Three" === On the subject this poem
'sucks',
whoever wrote it
appears devoid
of creative talent...
It's not even well structured.
This is clearly the product
of a frustrated person
and a bored mind.
update:"whats wrong with that? Not following structure is creative." Update again: Not following structure = writing prose without grammar update again again: the difference between poetry and prose is not so clearly defined. just pointless labeling. structure can destroy meaning. of course meaning isn't always the point. == In passing == I cut my hair
Crudely to mourn.
I agree holeheartedlyyy
o kurt you are so witty - where did you get that kitty????? == To His Coy Mistress == Andrew_Marvell Had we but world and time
This coyness, Lady, were no crime
I got it in the basement like
The time you shew'd your love to ... ==Overly proud genius== You are so smart, that you are lame,
And that's your only call to fame. == To a Topologist == Thou art as lovely as a seven holed doughnut,
Let us form a twelve holed one.
You can choose how.
131.111.250.45 01:47, 21 Jun 2005 (UTC)

==Comparison== Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
No. I Shall not.
131.111.250.45 02:00, 21 Jun 2005 (UTC) Comment: That is freaking brilliant!
Comment2: Nice poem. It has such great emotion. ==For a girl named Katherine== Take this pile of semi-precious jewels
And come ride to me bareback on a mule
For mules are so much less an attraction
When compared to you, O Katherine
--{{User:Wonderfool/sig}} 21:15, 27 November 2005 (UTC) == A random poem == My brother sighs, my parents sleep,
My sullen eyes cry out for sleep,
But here in electronic paradise I make my repast,
For behold! The net connection is lightning fast.

Content flashing by my eyes,
Through my mind information flies!
But here in electronic paradise, I must leave,
For behold! If I don't there is strict reprieve!
== Boxom == Boxom bloomer, leicester looming,
Seventeen cats and an old woman wombing,
Settlers soothing, mountains moving,
Margaret_Thatcher is sixty-four.
==Q-U-ACK== Image:ducks_in_a_pram.jpg Q to the U to the A-C-K
Quack quack quack is what the Ducks say
M to the O to the O-O-O
Moo moo moo is what the Cows go
--SPUI (talk) 30 June 2005 07:43 (UTC) To splash
your hair shines in the sun as nose hair does after a sneeze. ==Fit For A King== This six pack of beer
Is fit for a king
Just like you are, baby
And I'm going to drink it all down
Be not in the headlights, my dear
And what of the ring
Together we'll be, maybe
And I'll give you the crown
==A girl named Jordan== I fall in love, and dies...
A small white dove cries...

Why, Jordan, do you stay from me?
Why, Jordan, cannot our love be?

-''wamie''
-Fixed up from a one liner by Flerix ==Blind Date== Once upon a time
I went on a blind date
It was not fun
It was last Thursday
==This May Not== ''Find me twenty olden moments
''And a bit of fleeing whimsy
''Sup them in your hands and say to me
''Where ever is your mind?

''Give me a pent-up day or two
''And a pinch of arching sadness
''Hold them to your Mind so tenderly
''And steal this Thought of mine
'' '''Corrected by ''Qoucher'' ''' '''Resected by ''RosieSayer'' ''' ==This is Worse== I found a pebble on the ground,
and it was eternally round.
A fate of always endlessness,
That is all, now I digress.

Fixed up by Flerix == The Frog and the Log== :A frog walked up to a log :And said, "You log in the bog! What is new?" :"Nothing much, how about you?" :"I took a hoppy jog around the bog!" :"Was it fun to do?" :"I liked it, I found much clarity in the fog!" :"What, then, is in the foggy bog!" :"The first part of my story is the prologue." :"Do tell it to this poor old log in the bog!" :"I was hopping along, and someone said 'Boo!' " :"Who? Who in the fog said boo to you?" :"A great dog! He was licking the dew!" :"What did the dog in the fog who said boo, do?" :"He ran off before I could say, "Hey, you!" :"What then of your adventures hopping through the bog!" :"A lot happened. I found a kazoo, but it had a great clog!" :"A pity. So then you couldn't play it, could you?" :"Yes! In my anger I will write an entry in my blog!" :"Fascinating. But of stories today I can take only a few!" :"I guess I'll go then and hop in the fog. Adieu!" == ^.^ Me&You; ^.^ == I am a poet
But I don't know it.. Hey, me too!!! But I do know it!!! '''I Would Want To Be Found By You''' If I were stranded on a remote island,
Like Tom Hanks in “Castaway,”
I would want to be found by you.
If I were lost in Wal*Mart,
Left there by my mother,
I would want to be found by you.
If I were lost trying to get to
Daytona Beach, like I was before,
I would want to be found by you.
If I were lost in thought, trying
To find the right thing to say,
I would want to be found by you.
If I were lost in my own depression,
Crying as I did years ago,
I would want to be found by you.
YOU FOUND ME! ==Flowers== Roses are red
Violets are blue
Wait a sec
Aren't violets violet?
I'll just check. ===Flowers revisited=== Image:5p_pwy_pansies.jpg Yep, I was right. Hey, waitaminute; them ARE blue flowers! Oh, Photoshop! Thy praises I sing. Thou art capable of rendering Purple Flowers a glorious shade of azure? What other wonders might spring forth at your command? ==Norwich_City_FC== We won't be beaten
We are the Norwich Football Team! We've got Dean Ashton
We are the Norwich Football Team! We are the best team (We wish)
We are the Norwich Football Team! Are ya gettin' bored yet?
yes, goodbye ==yeah== dunno waht to say lol!!!Þ good i like it ==Juliet== Oh Juliet!
Oh Juliet!
Oh, Oh, Oh!
Juliet, Oh!
My wife! Juliet, Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Juliet, Oh!
Juliet, Oh!
You're dead
Damn
Damn, damn, damn
You're dead and I'm not
Oh! Oh! Oh! Juliet
You're still dead and I'm sad
I'll just have to
Bottoms up
Oh!
Oh!
Here I die
Oh! Juliet!
Juliet Oh!
Wait! You're alive
Shit. ==one== beware the enemy within, faith is the vision of the heart
know yourself.
change, but dont let yourself and your values go.
patience is never more important
than when you're about to lose it.
u hold the key!
-e fixed by Akako ==Untitled== rashly girt
:lashing quirt
:::hurt.

''What is Life if full of care?
We have no time to stand and stare.''

The apple of his eye is torn, and big sheep cometh before the shepherd guides the way. ==Conversations== Life, having been lived, loses none of its charm.
It simply speaks of instants of sadness.
Instances, tossed on the words of strangers,
And meandering slowly past strained words.
==The Yada Poem== Yada Yada
Yada Yada
Yada Yada
Yada Ya
Yada Yada
Yada Yada
Yada Yada
Yada Ya
Yada Yada
Yada Yada
Yada Yada
Yada Ya
Yada
Yada
Yada
Yada
Yada
Yada
Yada Ya!!!!!!! ==The Buck Haiku== This poem bucks, but
it's in haiku form, so I
can't make it not buck

Hosterweis (talk) (contribs) 22:05, 14 August 2005 (UTC) ==CATS== How are you Gentlemen?!?
We have something in need to discuss!!!
One more time, and yet again:
ALL YOUR FAITH ARE BELONG TO US! edit: move zig. ==A Tale Of Two Cities== Has anyone else noticed this about the author?
Charles Dickens
Ch arles D ickens
D arles Ch ickens
Darles Chickens
Oh my Darling Chickens!
Even though the war is going down,
we can still make stupid voices and anagrams!! '''A Sale of Two...''' Roald Dahl
Considered chickens in Dickens
He referred to him as Dahl's Chickens
Because he had
An Ackney coccent. == Know me == :You don’t know me—you never will
:Look inside for your deepest hell
:Find the battle of the flame and fire
:The same & different against the darkness & liars
:Bottled inside this is what fuels us
:But watch too closely & watch it turn to dust
:Like the mist as you breath upon a window
:Against the inside your mask is just a symbol
:Now you know that you do not know
:So remember this and watch me grow
:Another mask to hide my face
:I’m still at the starting line in the human race
:This is not for help a plea
:You don’t know me—don’t rescue me.
Broken 17:55, 15 August 2005 (UTC) ==Ode to Bacon== Bacon - salty, fatty meat, You make swoon me in the street. Tasty, smokey, breakky treat, I dream of you whilst in bed, Then I eat you on my bread, Eat too much! - Soon I'll be dead. == Haiku Hand-in-Hand == In my imagination
There is no hesitation
We walk together hand in hand

I'm dreaming
Thanks to Mssrs. Stock_Aitken_Waterman ==Martin== Martin had sacred teeth, held close to him. Nature is a man, his back turned to me, large, foreboding. A yellow bag of thin plastic, hundred of fake teeth pushing it, transforming it into a stressed, bulging monster. That was the visual grapevine fed to me before six. The evening would prove to be more tangled and incomplete, and I stared into that fogged vision of future as if turning my face into an icestorm. I wanted to box the old creep, Fate. Belt his ears into his skull. And evenly so, Martin. ==I feel strong== I lived lonely long,
But I'm strong. -
They say it's wrong,
But I'm strong!

Feel free, to carry on. -
Feel strong! ==Patrick's Poem== :From The_Perks_of_Being_a_Wallflower by Stephen_Chbosky
:Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines ::he wrote a poem :And he called it "Chops" ::because that was the name of his dog :And that's what it was all about :And his teacher gave him an A ::and a gold star :And his mother hung it on the kitchen door ::and read it to his aunts :That was the year Father Tracy ::took all the kids to the zoo :And he let them sing on the bus :And his little sister was born ::with tiny toenails and no hair :And his mother and father kissed a lot :And the girl around the corner sent him a ::Valentine signed with a row of X's ::and he had to ask his father what the X's meant :And his father always tucked him in bed at night :And was always there to do it :Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines ::he wrote a poem :And he called it "Autumn" ::because that was the name of the season :And that's what it was all about :And his teacher gave him an A ::and asked him to write more clearly :And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door ::because of its new paint :And the kids told him ::that Father Tracy smoked cigars ::And left butts on the pews ::And sometimes they would burn holes :That was the year his sister got glasses ::with thick lenses and black frames :And the girl around the corner laughed ::when he asked her to go see Santa Claus :And the kids told him why ::his mother and father kissed a lot ::And his father never touched him in bed at night :And his father got mad ::when he cried for him to do it :Once on a paper torn from his notebook ::he wrote a poem :And he called it "Innocence: A Question" ::because that was the question about his girl :And that's what it was all about :And his professor gave him an A ::and a strange steady look :And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door ::because he never showed it to her :That was the year that Father Tracy died :And he forgot how the end ::of the Apostle's Creed went :And he caught his sister ::making out on the back porch :And his mother and father never kissed ::or even talked :And the girl around the corner ::wore too much Make-up :That made him cough when he kissed her ::but he kissed her anyway ::because that was the thing to do :And at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed ::his father snoring loudly :That's why on the back of a brown paper bag ::he tried another poem :And he called it "Absolutely Nothing" :Because that's what it was really all about :And he gave himself an A :and a slash across each damned wrist :And he hung it on the bathroom door ::because this time he didn't think ::he could reach the kitchen door comment: YES! I love that book, I had forgotten that poem! it's rather angsty, but I like it anyway. I like that it's thought out, that it travels. most angsty poems would only be the last four lines of this one. == the sad and lonely bottom == By_Narvil_Wilbin,_The_Destroyer no one will ever get to me,
the lonely poem said.
as far as everyone's concerned
i might as well be dead.
i could have been the one, it thought,
the pearl among the swine,
I could have rent a heart or two,
so poignant my design,
or driven sullen beggars
to a state of newfound bliss,
perhaps emboldened bashful lovers
to commingle with a kiss.
But no one ever reads this far,
and it would be a crime,
to wail a dirge or sing a song
in ne'er-percepted rhyme.

:I read you! It was rather good too! --''' Alfakim '''-- ''' talk ''' 16:20, 23 October 2005 (UTC)

=='''BEER'''== In heaven there is no Beer!
That's why we drink it here!

::Keystone Coors and Lone Star Light
::Are all pretty in my sight

Beer Beer Beer is what I need
I'm a stupid kid who hates to read == The Time Traveller == There once was a man named "Dwight".
He travelled much faster than light. ::He left one day ::In a relative way And arrived the previous night.


:::Linuxbeak | Talk | Desk 01:21, September 3, 2005 (UTC)

There once was a girl named d'
Who loved the rio phe' ::She was right in her love ::'Cos he loved her above And they sunsetted all the way three
:Then they turned the world round
:To the sound of the sound
:And they came across poetryyy == Jesus == By SurrealMod
Jesus & I
looking around
to see
you and me
on the clouds
down
down
lounging around
in sin
and dancing
like angels
on the head
of a pin.
== The Better and The Worser == Who should ever want whatever,
whom the bell wants whoever,
whence the wents went wenceward wo,
wither wallabies and water whoa,
washed and winced and wryed and wombed,
where is the west of west of west?
Margaret_Thatcher is 23. == A Wee Beastie == A Glasgowegian asked once
If I appreciated Burns. -
When answering with a clear "Yes"
My arms and legs on fire he sets.
== Poodles == A poodle by height is a poodle by sight,
And a poodle by sight is by smell I fear.
But do not worry for your odor,
for you are not a poodle my dear.

== Unrequited Love == Just once to match the passion in those nut-brown eyes
Just once to touch in tender fashion those soft round thighs
And feel her rise in rapture in that brief, eternal origin of Life

== An Antlerless Moose == There once lived an antlerless moose,
Whose fury was set on the loose. ::He burst from the ground
::And was eventually found
In a puddle of cerebral juice.

alfakim 21:33, 29 September 2005 (UTC) '''update''': don't edit other people's poems for them. == "O" == Orbit On Over,
Only Ourselves,
Our Own Origin,
Obligates... Overwhelms.
== Random Limerick == There once was a man from Peru
Who dreamed he turned into a shoe ::He awoke with a fright
::In the mid of the night
To find, that his dream had come true
== The Rocky Mountains (a Haiku) == The Rocky Mountains,
Snow-capped, with majestic blue,
tower above all.
== Beware == Beware of the letter E,
for it's more Evil than we. ==Food by Courtney== Cheeses are oft yellow,
When they're not blue.
Avocado is green hued,
And pears are, too.
==Ode to a Grecian Parsnip== Why?!
Why did you do this?!
You didn't have to - she wasn't going to the senate
She loved you.
Thrice
O! For a lawnmower to cut your vegetable sagacity down,
for she was she.
==In South Africa== Pride is needed
Pride in being good
Being the best you can be
==response== its simple but pretty nice if you're going for what i saw in it In South Africa
It is needed
==la dictadura== :''La dictadura, dondè en Cuba,'' :''Ya no puede medrar.'' :''Por que le falta, por que no tiene,'' :''Una vota para apoyar.'' :''Una cosa, no me de risa,'' :''Cuando no soy un camisa.'' :''Ya se van los rebelditos,'' :''Porque vienen los opresorcitos.'' :''Poco después de, ustedes vienen,'' :''Los americanos venir para ayudan.'' :''Para la ayuda, llegar tarde,'' :''Y muchas mas moró por que si el.'' --1 black hand ==O, Thou Kentucky Fried Egg== O, thou Kentucky Fried Egg,
How gently you rolled into the world,
Down the side of an old chicken's leg,
And then you were ruthlessly hurled
By boat across land and great sea,
Epic was your maiden-grace voyage,
Sailing to the land of the Free!
Not foreseeing thy untimely destroyage.
And, O, thou Kentucky Fried Egg,
Then at last you ended up in a pan,
Not given a fair chance to beg,
But brusquely cracked open by man.
Out slopped your gooey-gloop innards,
And unto the heat did they fry,
And O, thou Kentucky Fried Egg,
In boiling deep fat did you die.
:::--Alfakim | (talk) 16:39, 19 October 2005 (UTC) ==Long ago I flew away== Long ago I flew away;
where I'm now I shall not say. -
Now the sky is my domain:
I fly thru air and fly thru rain.
==True/false== They said that it was false,
They said that it was true.
I wondered what they were talking about,
And if any of them knew.
==Ode to Persons== (this is actually a song, not an ode...) To the tune of 'B-I-N-G-O'... There was a girl that wrote this poem
and Georgia was her name-o,
G-E-O-R-G,
other stuff does not fit
This verse doesn't quite rhyme-it
And Georg isn't her name-o

This poem was slowly falling apart
But nobody could save-o
*pause*-C-R-A-P
I am late for ballet
But I do not care
Because writing poems is more fun

There was a girl that loved Arthur
And *squeeze this up into a few syllables* Iamnotatlibertytodisclosehername-o
But it starts with an H
And it ends in -annah
She will get mad at me
But you all are strangers.

There was a verse that ended now
And this one was its name-o
De de de dede
Cha cha slide to the left
Palmy palms, northy north
This sure is the end-o.
== An Old Man == There was an old man, with daughters, two
And both of his daughters said "Pooh-pooh"
"That's just like Madelene" the old man said.
As soon as he'd said it, he died in bed

Hmwordock53 -- talk

04:18, 2 November 2005 (UTC) == How I Wish It Were Summer == How I wish it were summer, with it's air and sky The joy of cool water when my throat has gone dry The dew-laden grass and the breezes' fresh smell The sound of lawnmowers and the trees a-swell But now it is over and what glee it will be When this winter has ended and sweet summer I see

Hmwordock53 -- talk

04:58, 2 November 2005 (UTC) ==If== If I were you, I would have saved him.
If I were you, I wouldn't let her walk all over him.
If I were you, I would have made him stand up to her.
If I were you, I wouldn't have let him out of my sight.
If I were you, I would have kissed him, just to make him stay in this world.
If I were you, I would have saved him.
If I were you, I would have listened to me and not blamed his death on myself.
If I were you, I would have anyway.
If I were you, I wouldn't want to live either.
If I were you, I wouldnt be here either.
==Foiled Deal== It started as a simple deal
to take over the world;
but problems started to appear
as next events unfurled.

From whence it came was where it went,
as there were some to foil it;
they turned against and fought like beasts
and flushed it down the toilet.

But why was so was never known,
for records were confuzzled;
even those that wrote this poem
quity simply, are quite puzzled.

The moral of this story is:
though you might disagree,
the only way to be content
is begging on your knees.

The leaders never find a thing
like happiness in work;
they never dream of taking wing
or calling you a jerk.

The meaning here is much concealed,
it can't go with the flow;
though there is none in blood congealed
or bright and shining snow.

It can't be found in words alone;
you'll also need a key.
Though what it is I will not tell,
unless you pay a fee.
==Zzyzzva's Rise== Channel one, Channel two, flicking the dial, surfing. Ţight as a trashcan, the old mental hospital was. A wandering bit of metal, pinned to a stack of rat-mold reds, old cars, she said, it's game over in Wisconsin parking lots,a lot of those could've-been-pristine plastic playgrounds melting into globs of waving gravy hating the eyes of its viewer... of sitting piles of broken playthings, and germs made of cheese by the thousands, they're gathering momentum, they're swarming all over that rich man's first born, his lips are eaten away, his skull is a glaring white plate, his eyes are soft tokens for the birds, our teeth are bigger than the next lake over. Channel Change One That's right, children. That slow descent into being indoors too much, all television and no stars, they call it seasonal depression. And you weren't too sunny in summer, neither. Channel Change Two [a woman answers a telephone in a polite, friendly voice] Stolen gym shirts? then a man reads from a sheet of paper Who is this? and she promptly replies Susie Creamcheese? the Zappa referee? and he scoffs I never knew it to be true myself. You didn't like being a child? My aunt put bananas in my ears. Big, yellow ones. I'm American to hear that. It's all right, you don't have to apologize to me. Channel Change Three I am the new pollution! Click. == Death == Death XXVII Then Almitra spoke, saying, "We would ask now of Death." And he said: You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life? The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light. If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life. For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one. In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond; And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring. Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity. Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour. Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king? Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling? For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And what is to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered? Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance. Khalil Gibran == Dude == Dudes who surf Dudes who cry Hot babes I descry You never know When I make sense Or if I have that pretence For I'm a dude And you are nothing Though you pretend you're something Dude... Say I Whoa... Say you {{PAGENAME}} == Digi Tech == The last lesson of Digital Technology Study all around But not here Whispy breeze hangs outside with the sun Another year gone Gives way to partial freedom Until the next ends ----------------------------------------------- A haiku: Poop comes out my butt I wipe me until it gleams Then poop comes anew. ------------------------------------------------ Syl-la-bles is long Syllables is the way to Stretch out this poem. ==Haikus== Haikus are censors
17, conform, don’t speak
Well, you can suck my


A spider so small
He is carried by the wind Isn’t frightening

The bugs they bite me
The grass it is so itchy
People are much worse


Hypocritical.
Japanese business people
Don’t respect nature
Everything is loud
There is no longer silence
But I cannot hear.

I laugh at freedom
The dreams of America
They have only wet dreams.

If they should curse you
They are not afraid at all
You are meaningless.

If you are alone
(To fear death is to love life)
Have no fears of death

Sky so low today
The birds scream in the treetops
the machines kill us.

Fight me you will win
The worms will eat our flesh
Do you still feel strong?
==I Dislike eBay== Newton_Poetry Makes me happy in all my pantular regions I was going to get an Apple_Newton to write fuck poems with But some jerkwad ass Sniped my bid at the last few Minutes, pissed me off ...so now I hate eBay. >_< Cernen == Melencholy Blues == Wake up in the morning to go back to bed With the same bad song playing in your head And there's nothing to fear 'cus everythings to dread It's just the melencholy blues Where there's nothing to gain and nothing to lose And you ain't put there but it's something you choose It's the melencholy blues == Roses are red... == Roses are red Violets are blue In Soviet Union Bad joke expects you. == Wiki == I left you a note of love on Wiki but by the time you noticed it had been nominated for deletion or attacked by a vandal on wheels and you dumped me == One musical note.== Sounded by a unknown instrument
one single note is played
The sweetness of it
fills me with pleasure
as it reachs my ears
vibrating through the air
This one lonely note
touches the hearts of all it passes
going through time and space
towards eternity.
Dposse 01:42, 13 December 2005 (UTC) ==Sigh. And six is== when he left
i had..had...had....had.......had
a dog
but!! she's dead. now