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I'll be a judge. I'm not too good at writing limericks.

 

Okay' date=' added! ^_^

 

@ Blud: 0_o That one is disturbing! Your limericks will be added, [b']though I would recommend trying again..[/b]

 

How come?

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not to mention the numerous spelling and structure mistakes in it

Hm..

Thought a limerick was like

Rhyme A

Rhyme A

Rhyme B

Rhyme B

Rhyme A

 

in kind of a funny tone..

Right?

Please' date=' correct me if im wrong.

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They also have a certain type of scansion. Look it up on Wikipedia.

 

not to mention the numerous spelling and structure mistakes in it

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I'll be a judge. I'm not too good at writing limericks.

 

Okay' date=' added! ^_^

 

@ Blud: 0_o That one is disturbing! Your limericks will be added, [b']though I would recommend trying again..[/b]

 

How come?

 

Your rhyming is just a bit off

Try another, your poem judge scoffed

Though your poems are good

You have misunderstood

In the end it might just all pay off :D

^Not one of my limericks for the contest

 

This was on a whim :P

 

I was born in the land of Saint Mary

There were tickets to get on the ferry.

I tried to get some

They thought I was dumb

I found out I paid them in berries.

 

My machine here is quite obsolete.

If you ask me, it doesn't compete.

I gave it some change

For a mean and a range

It's as smart as a cut of raw meat.

 

Hope you like XD

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not to mention the numerous spelling and structure mistakes in it

 

I dont understand why you care SO much about spelling mistakes..

A poem is a poem.

They shouldnt be treated bad because of spelling mistakes...

And i know what your going to say,

"Propper Grammar" or "Spelling is FTW!"

But in all seriousness,

A poem in 1337 isnt a bunch of spelling errors in a bunch of words,

its a

Poem.

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I'll be a judge. I'm not too good at writing limericks.

 

Okay' date=' added! ^_^

 

@ Blud: 0_o That one is disturbing! Your limericks will be added, [b']though I would recommend trying again..[/b]

 

How come?

 

Your rhyming is just a bit off

Try another, your poem judge scoffed

Though your poems are good

You have misunderstood

In the end it might just all pay off :D

^Not one of my limericks for the contest

 

This was on a whim :P

 

I was born in the land of Saint Mary

There were tickets to get on the ferry.

I tried to get some

They thought I was dumb

I found out I paid them in berries.

 

My machine here is quite obsolete.

If you ask me, it doesn't compete.

I gave it some change

For a mean and a range

It's as smart as a cut of raw meat.

 

Hope you like XD

 

Good scansion! Copy this kid. ^_^

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*reads up on limericks*

*makes up another limerick*

 

I enjoyed my first day of Garfield High

The School was selling Baking Rye

I looked at the sizzles

Then drooled a little

Last one gone, WHY?!

 

I dunno if its good or not.

And i dont think i made any spelling errors...

I hope.

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*reads up on limericks*

*makes up another limerick*

 

I enjoyed my first day of Garfield High

The School was selling Baking Rye

I looked at the sizzles

Then drooled a little

Last one gone' date=' WHY?!

 

I dunno if its good or not.

And i dont think i made any spelling errors...

I hope.

[/quote']

 

Try summing like

 

At my first day at a new high school

They sold ice cream which was nice and cool

I looked at the food

Becoming quite shrewd

I had just made myself a big fool.

 

:P Roughdraft

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*reads up on limericks*

*makes up another limerick*

 

I enjoyed my first day of Garfield High

The School was selling Baking Rye

I looked at the sizzles

Then drooled a little

Last one gone' date=' WHY?!

 

I dunno if its good or not.

And i dont think i made any spelling errors...

I hope.

[/quote']

 

Try summing like

 

At my first day at a new high school

They sold ice cream which was nice and cool

I looked at the food

Becoming quite shrewd

I had just made myself a big fool.

 

:P Roughdraft

 

Actually, your 2nd line is a little out of rhythm..

 

There once was a man in New York

Who was quite allergic to pork.

He took a large pill

And then saw the bill!

He gouged his eyes out with a fork.

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Well heres my new pomes i wrote at school again.... also please tell me if i'm getting any better at writting pomes.

[spoiler= Forbidden Love]

“Forbidden Love”

A love that can never be,

A love that can’t be real,

A love between a full blooded jester and human,

A love that is still shared between Reala and I,

A love that can only happen in my sweet dreams at night,

A love in a beautiful night when the moon shines bright,

A love that is separated by the day,

A love that is reborn by the night for your love for each other will always be forbidden love….

 

 

[spoiler= The Lies]

“The Lies”

All they say about me are lies,

All they say about me are hurtful things,

All I even know anymore is bedrail and defeat,

All I can say for myself is that theirs no tomorrow,

All I knew in my past was joy,

But know that I’ve hit middle school… every thing is a lie,

All my life is anymore is a living hel*

 

 

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I guess you could call this

 

[spoiler=Thoughts through Rhymes]

Im going to explain my thoughts

Through rhymes

My life and mind

The ultimate devine.

 

I survive through love

People coming up to me

Asking where to go where to kiss

And im left in the vicious circle

All because of religion

Temptation prevents me

From love and a girl

One to hug

One to cling too

And i still keep calm, thats me.

 

Hatred, Justice, Freedom

Everywhere around my region

And thats what i believe in.

 

And i miss my mother

If i could only have one more dance with her

I take a bullet for her

Wish she was here..

 

Sometimes

I feel so stressed

So sad

I want to confess

I try to listen more

and talk less

But i cant

Overwhelmed with death

Thats the truth

About me and wealth.

 

Sometimes i find myself

Thinking deeply

Lost in thoughts

Freestyling

What about yourself

 

Sometimes i find myself

Crawling into the corner

Crying.

Sometimes i find myself

Out of nowhere

Laughing.

 

Im mad

Dammit

And im proud

Dammit.

 

And as much as i would like to kill myself

I try not to

I try too keep my own head up

And i need to take my own advice.

And when i die

Ill be condemned to hell.

 

And dammit,

Im sad.

 

 

 

 

I felt like talking to someone.

If you want me too keep this out of this group, just tell me...

 

And if i can..

This WILL be continued..

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I guess you could call this

 

[spoiler=Thoughts through Rhymes]

Im going to explain my thoughts

Through rhymes

My life and mind

The ultimate devine.

 

I survive through love

People coming up to me

Asking where to go where to kiss

And im left in the vicious circle

All because of religion

Temptation prevents me

From love and a girl

One to hug

One to cling too

And i still keep calm' date=' thats me.

 

Hatred, Justice, Freedom

Everywhere around my region

And thats what i believe in.

 

And i miss my mother

If i could only have one more dance with her

I take a bullet for her

Wish she was here..

 

Sometimes

I feel so stressed

So sad

I want to confess

I try to listen more

and talk less

But i cant

Overwhelmed with death

Thats the truth

About me and wealth.

 

Sometimes i find myself

Thinking deeply

Lost in thoughts

Freestyling

What about yourself

 

Sometimes i find myself

Crawling into the corner

Crying.

Sometimes i find myself

Out of nowhere

Laughing.

 

Im mad

Dammit

And im proud

Dammit.

 

And as much as i would like to kill myself

I try not to

I try too keep my own head up

And i need to take my own advice.

And when i die

Ill be condemned to hell.

 

And dammit,

Im sad.

 

 

 

 

I felt like talking to someone.

If you want me too keep this out of this group, just tell me...

 

And if i can..

This WILL be continued..

[/quote']

 

Very heartfelt. Very emotional.

 

It's a bit long, but hey, it's fine. ^_^

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here's another poem that i wrote back in tenth or eleventh grade.

[spoiler=Without a name]Staring out the window

Into the rain

Mind in the gutter

Without a shame

Staring back at

The neighbor without a name

 

 

 

Not bad. It's a cool idea!

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I guess you could call this

 

[spoiler=Thoughts through Rhymes]

Im going to explain my thoughts

Through rhymes

My life and mind

The ultimate devine.

 

I survive through love

People coming up to me

Asking where to go where to kiss

And im left in the vicious circle

All because of religion

Temptation prevents me

From love and a girl

One to hug

One to cling too

And i still keep calm' date=' thats me.

 

Hatred, Justice, Freedom

Everywhere around my region

And thats what i believe in.

 

And i miss my mother

If i could only have one more dance with her

I take a bullet for her

Wish she was here..

 

Sometimes

I feel so stressed

So sad

I want to confess

I try to listen more

and talk less

But i cant

Overwhelmed with death

Thats the truth

About me and wealth.

 

Sometimes i find myself

Thinking deeply

Lost in thoughts

Freestyling

What about yourself

 

Sometimes i find myself

Crawling into the corner

Crying.

Sometimes i find myself

Out of nowhere

Laughing.

 

Im mad

Dammit

And im proud

Dammit.

 

And as much as i would like to kill myself

I try not to

I try too keep my own head up

And i need to take my own advice.

And when i die

Ill be condemned to hell.

 

And dammit,

Im sad.

 

 

 

 

I felt like talking to someone.

If you want me too keep this out of this group, just tell me...

 

And if i can..

This WILL be continued..

[/quote']

 

Very heartfelt. Very emotional.

 

It's a bit long, but hey, it's fine. ^_^

 

Heh.

Its my real life.

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Ahhh about time someone thought about a club like this. I would like to join. Here's one of my old poems: [spoiler=Fire] Fire

 

Fire, fire in the night,

Flames big and burning bright.

Stings like a wasp.

Flames beauty in the night,

Acting like men might,

Taking, burning, destroying all,

How fearful the flames can be,

And yet flames and men are so alike.

Evil, sinister, nurturing, giving and taking

It destroys all, as humans do

How fearful it is,

And yet, too alike.

 

 

I know it's not to good, but it was an old poem I did for school so... yeah

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[spoiler=One For One Cost]

She had bruises on her face,

From one sided fights,

Emotionally distant,

From long, lonely nights,

 

I saw him hitting her,

I couldn’t stand by,

I wanted that poor excuse,

For a human to die,

 

His arm poised to strike again,

I ran to her aid,

I pushed the man over,

And picked up a spade,

 

The blade on his chest,

My knee on his shoulder,

I back handed him and said,

“That’s no way to scold her!”

 

I grabbed him by the throat,

And slammed his head to the ground,

“Now how does it feel,

To be the one knocked around?”

 

His lifeless body below me,

His blood on my hand,

This was, and yet it wasn’t,

The ending I had planned.

 

I knew my freedom had ended,

Though through this I felt fine,

Because I knew what I had given,

I gave her freedom, at the cost of mine.

 

 

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[spoiler=One For One Cost]

She had bruises on her face' date='

From one sided fights,

Emotionally distant,

From long, lonely nights,

 

I saw him hitting her,

I couldn’t stand by,

I wanted that poor excuse,

For a human to die,

 

His arm poised to strike again,

I ran to her aid,

I pushed the man over,

And picked up a spade,

 

The blade on his chest,

My knee on his shoulder,

I back handed him and said,

“That’s no way to scold her!”

 

I grabbed him by the throat,

And slammed his head to the ground,

“Now how does it feel,

To be the one knocked around?”

 

His lifeless body below me,

His blood on my hand,

This was, and yet it wasn’t,

The ending I had planned.

 

I knew my freedom had ended,

Though through this I felt fine,

Because I knew what I had given,

I gave her freedom, at the cost of mine.

 

 

[/quote']

 

Very cool story! Dark yet almost..loving? Great combination!

 

@ apple_cream: You are in! Nice poem by the way, comparing humans with fire!

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