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Post by a1tiptop » Wed May 09, 2007 5:02 pm

Both these poems are fab. Bex, you are sickeningly talented! :)
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Post by Tracy » Thu Aug 02, 2007 9:48 pm

D'awwwww!!! :P

Paul... you're such a sweetie! :)
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Post by heer » Thu Dec 20, 2007 1:47 pm

Excuse me, were these poems written by people in the forum or is be posted from other places?

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Post by Tracy » Fri Dec 21, 2007 12:32 pm

heer wrote:Excuse me, were these poems written by people in the forum or is be posted from other places?
They're written by the talented bunch of members right here on this forum.

Therefore, I have never contributed in this thread... :lol:
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Post by Son of Tubbs returns! » Fri Dec 21, 2007 1:50 pm

Yes, but your talants lay in different areas Tracy! :D
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Post by Beast » Fri Dec 21, 2007 2:30 pm

We have posted famous poems though too.

I agree Sheila, that was fantastic. You got the rhythm completely. That's my pet hate when lines don't have the correct rhythm. Not that I'm an expert (although I did study it a bit).
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Post by Tracy » Fri Dec 21, 2007 2:33 pm

Beast wrote:We have posted famous poems though too.
See: just shows how much I know about poetry (must admit though, I did only check the last 2 pages) :lol:
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Post by Beast » Fri Dec 21, 2007 2:50 pm

Yeah I think it was more at the start. :)
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Post by Son of Tubbs returns! » Tue Jan 22, 2008 5:05 pm

Mary had a little Lamb,
She strapped it to a pylon,
Ten Thouand volts shot up it bum,
and turned its wool to nylon.


Thankyou *bows*


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Post by Viper » Tue Jan 22, 2008 11:17 pm

Second Ode To BJ Novak

Oh, oh, BJ Novak!
Your name means something rude.
No really, it does.
Oh, you didn't know?
Well thank God I told you then!
Phew. Really dodged a bullet there.
You could have had a lot of misunderstandings
Arise from that.
Like me, climbing inside your pants with my face.

Ode To Clive Owen

If I say your name in a sultry voice, Clive
It sounds like a rude part of the body
That no one has heard of.
Hello my darling it's me again. Where are you?

It could get funnier if we keep doing it.

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Post by serafina pekkala » Wed Jan 23, 2008 1:08 am

*claps*

Climbing in your pants. Face. Yeah.

Ode to Wenhams

Oh Australian man fox with the Mr Kipling voice,
your huge nose is both quirky and noble.
When you speak of "Cluuuuumsy beasts"
mine eyes are elsewhere entirely
so - erm - heh
Sorry, what were you saying?
All I can think of is "YOUR PANTS, WNEHAMS!"
You are much fitter than your brother,
Sean Bean.

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Post by Viper » Wed Jan 23, 2008 6:47 pm

Hahahahahahahah! Fantastically brilliant line! Yet another Viperism destined to become standard forum lingo?
Pffft! There are more VLerisms and PNWerisms around here than there are Me-isms. But if anyone would like to use the random spewings of my addled brain, go for it! Everyone should always be wanting to talk about climbing into someone's pants with their face!
Actually, that's quite beautiful. In a rude sort of a way.
My God. You're right. I think an actual poem crept into that one! Got to watch for those poems, creeping into your brian, stealing your wimmins.
You are much fitter than your brother,
Sean Bean.
:lol:

Laughed so hard at that.
Hello my darling it's me again. Where are you?

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Post by Son of Tubbs returns! » Thu Feb 14, 2008 5:53 pm

Romance is dead.


Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
No cards for me,
What a load of shitty poo.
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Post by Viper » Thu Aug 07, 2008 6:09 pm

Disdain hath power to kill, and patience dies
Slain by suspicion, be it false or true;
Yes.

And now, an ode! As it's been a while since my last attempt at being a spazz:

Ode To Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Oh Jeff!
Your name is a bit rubbish
(Seriously dude, what's with the Dean? Dean is not a good name. Didn't anyone ever tell you? It's not worth flashing around like that as though it's a Ben or a Jake)
But dear LORD
You are hot.
No really, you are.
I was just telling Paula at work
How your big bug eyes mesmerise me
As Raul Julia's and Javier Bardem's did
Before you
Be honest:
Did all of your mums have sex together?
Also, I keep watching you over and over
Doing your still alive wife
On Weeds.
It comes as no surprise to me
That even when dead
You are the lay of the century.
Jeffrey Dean Morgan: Still Good When Dead.
Hello my darling it's me again. Where are you?

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Re: Poems

Post by louisgeorge » Sat Jul 07, 2012 1:57 pm

what about this poem ???

I have loved flowers that fade,
Within whose magic tents
Rich hues have marriage made
With sweet unmemoried scents:
A honeymoon delight,
A joy of love at sight,
That ages in an hour
My song be like a flower!.

I have loved airs that die
Before their charm is writ
Along a liquid sky
Trembling to welcome it.
Notes, that with pulse of fire
Proclaim the spirit's desire,
Then die, and are nowhere
My song be like an air!.

Die, song, die like a breath,
And wither as a bloom;
Fear not a flowery death,
Dread not an airy tomb!
Fly with delight, fly hence!
'Twas thine love's tender sense
To feast; now on thy bier
Beauty shall shed a tear.

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