SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESH
Originally Posted by zwouter
A limerick is like a very short poem right?
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Pretty much. A limerick is one of the more common poems. Hikus are best because they can make you feel like the samurai.
samaurai
Chickster: I literally don't know why I did it.
Originally Posted by hawkesnightmare
There once was a user named Hawke
He didn't have a very large cock
But once he had made
The great motorcade
He was finally in charge of the flock
I know it makes no sense. I'm not good at stories, shoot me.
AM I THE ONLY PERSON HERE WHO KNOWS WHAT A LIMERICK IS?
That is good but you got one thing wrong,
the last line is a little too long.
It was a good attempt
and has managed to tempt
me to keep this trend moving along.
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Hikus are best because they can make you feel like the samurai.
samaurai
Yeah but you need to count line length using a different type of syllable with rules I can't be bothered to learn. I think they are called "ons" or "ohs" or something but I haven't checked in a long time so it is probably something completely different. And if you exclude those rules hikes become too easy to be interesting to write if you aren't doing it quick enough for it to be impressive in which case it is awesome.
Last edited by Zelda; Apr 28, 2015 at 06:41 PM.
Reason: <24 hour edit/bump
Good morning sweet princess
Originally Posted by Zelda
That is good but you got one thing wrong,
the last line is a little too long.
It was a good attempt
and has managed to tempt
me to keep this trend moving along.
Au contraire, my poetic friend. While you read it as having a syllable too long, speaking it aloud will reveal that 'finally' compresses into 'fin'ly', thus maintaining the integrity of the poem's style.
All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That’'s how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day.
We are irrelevant specks,
Insects destined to die with no destination.
Terminally ill immigrants inhabiting a planet
Built on well-planted hatred for the smaller kind of maggots.
Pointless parasites.
Blood-thirsty cannibals shoot their ballistic bullets,
It ain't even right.
Sucking young souls from a filthy sticky smoking pipe,
Crummy used up dirty magazines so dusty make even a chronic masturbator think twice.
It's messed up, isn't it?
Life's just a game of chicken,
Wonder which wacko's gonna finish it.
Lord knows I don't finish shit,
Last time I tried, the girl died and I felt a little ignorant.
You could say I'm a bit insane,
A bitch in pain,
A bitching pain in the ass filled with bits of rage,
But it's not really rage.
I'm on my period.
Insects destined to die with no destination.
Terminally ill immigrants inhabiting a planet
Built on well-planted hatred for the smaller kind of maggots.
Pointless parasites.
Blood-thirsty cannibals shoot their ballistic bullets,
It ain't even right.
Sucking young souls from a filthy sticky smoking pipe,
Crummy used up dirty magazines so dusty make even a chronic masturbator think twice.
It's messed up, isn't it?
Life's just a game of chicken,
Wonder which wacko's gonna finish it.
Lord knows I don't finish shit,
Last time I tried, the girl died and I felt a little ignorant.
You could say I'm a bit insane,
A bitch in pain,
A bitching pain in the ass filled with bits of rage,
But it's not really rage.
I'm on my period.
tired
