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A man came up to me and said,

"I'd like to sing you a song,

I wrote it myself this morning,

And the number of syllables in each line necessary for a consistent meter is wrong."

 

I turned around, I tried to run,

But found I was too late.

The stench of the poem already

Had made my friend irate

 

For he was an English major

And called it terrible

And not just for forced rhymes that made

No sense in Istanbul

 

It had no value I could see,

The whole thing? Just cliche,

Nothing I had not seen before

A million times today

 

And yet it outshone all poems on

A forum I frequent,

Where, for attention, piles of words

Are now every day spent:

 

They say nothing and say it bad,

Often dumb emo stuff,

And dissolve into randomness,

Your hair has much dandruff!

 

So down with them, these ghastly things,

Banish them from this place,

Any mod that would write this trash

Should get slapped in the face.

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I think I can make a good post using only quotes (other than this sentence, of course).

 

I salute you' date=' Crab.

 

And so does the rest of YCM that has half a brain

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I have a full brain. Can I salute him twice?

 

I don't get it... >_<

I lol'ed.

 

Yep, I did it (oh, I forgot this bit).

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This poem sums up just about every poem posted here so far to such a degree that it scares me.

 

Still don't understand why poems are even in general' date=' they are creations and not general discussion.

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Well yes, but where else would they go? Fan-Fic? Umbra wouldn't allow it; and they aren't Fan-Fics. Showcase? For graphical purposes only. General is the only place.

 

Don't get me wrong; I hate all the poems posted here too. :/

 

Me being a moderator who writes poetry doesn't mean I need slapped in the face any more than anyone else.

 

You and Icy, actually. :/

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Me being a moderator who writes poetry doesn't mean I need slapped in the face any more than anyone else.

 

You and Icy' date=' actually. :/

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A slap in the face in humiliating.. a slap in the back of the head is much better.. and it's a wake up call.. =D

I wanna do it please hmm *coughs*

i mean... i could do it.. i wouldn't hurt yeah right

since i'm sooo nice =3 i would hurt a bird.. i'd kill a bug.. but i wouldn't hurt a bird.. =)

 

 

 

 

Crab's just jealous of my amazing emoness.

 

i lol'd .... but it makes sense...

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You people don't seem to understand the true meaning of this poem.

 

" A man came up to me and said,

"I'd like to sing you a song,

I wrote it myself this morning,

And the number of syllables in each line necessary for a consistent meter is wrong."

 

I turned around, I tried to run,

But found I was too late.

The stench of the poem already

Had made my friend irate "

 

This is clearly a very intricate metaphor describing the ways Drugs have affected his life.

 

" For he was an English major

And called it terrible

And not just for forced rhymes that made

No sense in Istanbul

 

It had no value I could see,

The whole thing? Just cliche,

Nothing I had not seen before

A million times today"

 

A slightly more complex metaphor describing how the drugs have altered his mind and destroyed his judgement.

 

" And yet it outshone all poems on

A forum I frequent,

Where, for attention, piles of words

Are now every day spent:

 

They say nothing and say it bad,

Often dumb emo stuff,

And dissolve into randomness,

Your hair has much dandruff!"

 

I couldn't quite figure out what's being said in this one, but I assume it's a metaphor depicting the environment he finds himself in due to drug use.

 

"So down with them, these ghastly things,

Banish them from this place,

Any mod that would write this trash

Should get slapped in the face."

 

Once again the "forum" metaphor is brought into play. He's clearly stating that his greatest desire is to extinguish his desires for drugs. Yet, he's all alone in trying to cure his self.

 

 

This is truly a touching poem. I teared up while reading it.

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