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Poetry contest
kade22
Member Posts: 58
since this is a forum i will have a contest and ill be the judge of the contest whoever does the best ill inform them
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wow how many topics are u ganna start to day?!
this is ur 4th one in 7hr!!
sry duble
any certain rhyme schemes you want ? or anything goes?
topic of interest? gaming? certain games?
sry tomany posts!
Okay here are the rules in the poetry contest
1. anything goes for the contest any poetry
2..no swears or it will be reported
3.respect all poets no making fun of them!!!
START THE CONTEST
There once was a man from Alsass
Who had balls made out of brass
He rubbed them together
In stormy weather
And lightning shot out of his ass!
From maddox.xmission.com
Writing bad poetry is easy when you disregard meter, pace, and rhyming scheme. Just make sure to follow a few simple guidelines:
1. Never write about anything cheerful. Remember, you are a tortured artist. Be one.
2. Be sure to use the following words at least once per sentence, no fewer than 50 times per poem: lament, loathe, soul, darkness, bitter, agony, despair, misery, anguish, pain, suffer, woe, hate, death, love, sultry, angel, rose, acrid and nihilism. Nihilism is a good one because it comes up all the time in normal conversations.
my soul is a dark bitter angel of death
the love i once had is bitter agony
woe to those who love me
for darkness and acrid nihilism await
now i feel the cold metal enter my skin
God emo kids suck.
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Once a boy went to the store
His mother told him to pick up some fillets
When he got there he met a whore
She ended up having her way
The boy then left the store
with one hand on a slurpee
knowing that the whore
probably gave him herpes
heres a suggestion
there once was a man named FRED
he wanted to stab his head
when he went to the store
they saw the gore
because fred was really dead
Poetry died today.
7:20pm central time
With a sigh and a moan
I close this thread
To roam, never led
Professor Hubert Farnsworth - That question is less stupid but, you asked it in a profoundly stupid way.
something is hitting my head
I am sorry was all that was said
oh its rain drops, no its tears
why did they do all those prayers
no one says it but am I to blame
my life is still the same
to protect you or me is this plea
I hope you can forgive me
they tell me I have to keep on going
dont be afraid of your feelings showing
why does it feel like I have to run
then comes the whisper can this be undone...