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the moon is like a white circle in the sky at night
the sun is really hot like heat.
'cos i am unique!!
you all dont understand me
im unique!!
WE are the best, not you rude boys!!
we dont want your b**ches!! you can keep them!
you can keep your rap cos I AM THE BEST and unique!!!
I am not a worthless skunk
Look at me, i wrote this junk!!
when i am sad i think and i look at the sky
and sometimes i even wonder why
but i dont care what you say about me
i dont care if you write it on a tree.
THE END
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-(this is space to let you evaluate and emote your feelings
-very emotional)
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This masterpiece was written during a very emotional period in my life, it says so much to me and i konw you all can relate to this somehow. This is the work you should be aspiring too and maybe even someday coming near.
thank you.
Or, he really could be trying with this. Either way it's hilarious.
Well Now I've read this, I'm not sure. Looks like that both topics have the same standard of quality :D
but the sun sets, like a setting sun
Genius. Did you make that up yourself?
If I were a Filmbuff,
I would like to do stuff,
Like eat chicken, in the rough,
And play poker so I could bluff,
But lo, a filmbuff I am not,
In life, I've made my lot
I'm happy with what I've got
For the filmbuff, he shall rot.
No understanding of things has he,
And forever alone he shall be,
His poetry is not for me,
He sounds like a teen wannabe
Filmbuff, a figure so sad,
Dreams of glory he never had,
So pathetic, I shalln't get mad,
For he's such an unfortunate lad
On these forums he does sometime write,
Like a drunkard after a fight,
Has somebody turned out the light?
To filmbuff I bid a goodnight.
"I don't care what you say about me
I don't care if you write it on a tree."
Oh that one must have taken you ages to think up. The sense of true emmotion is outstanding.
I laughed out loud.
It speaks for itself really. I wrote stuff better than that in primary school
"This is the work you should be aspiring too and maybe even someday coming near."
WAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Heres a new verse for you:
Oh how I wish I could see
But I can't see a pea
I scream because you're so cruel to me
Man, this funning song smell of wee.
I think I just aspired to you level. Worship me
the moon rises
> like my stuffed mum
What the French Umbrella Can Kangaroo is THAT meant to mean!?
i met a
> guy named Rotten-eye joe
and it continued like that until it stopped.
Will this mans pearls of wisdom ever stop?
>it was a bad smell, like some form of really stinky smell.
Wow. I wish I was this imaginative. Well, I dunno about you, but I think I know what stinks in here...
the computer laughes
but then i remember that it cant laugh really
so i was wonderin
why does the computer laugh
just wonderin
haha
the computer laughs again
like a person who laughs really loud
and so i feel really great
like i have everything
like a kid in some kind of a store
but then i remember about mothers accident
and how she got all skinny
and how i had to move her downstairs with the fruit
it was like she was a fruit
i can never forget the smell
it was a bad smell, like some form of really stinky smell.
but the sun sets, like a setting sun
and the moon rises like my stuffed mum
and i hear the computer laughing again
but this time it is not laughing
it is singing, like John Mcartney
and the song goes like this:
just about 24 years ago
i met a guy named Rotten-eye joe
and it continued like that until it stopped.
and then it started laughing for reak again.
it laughed like this:
hahahaha, you b**ch!
and then, all of a sudden, it
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Righto