What song do you have in "your" head?
- Thread starter KingKRool
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There's actually more to it, it's a very strict format, but for our purposes yeha, just do the syllable thing.
Ok, haikus seem to have faded. How about limericks? They are another potentially amusing poetic form. They can be original or not. They just can't be the New Originals, because that's already been taken.
There was a young man from the coast.
Who was never too lazy to post.
In all other jobs, he was simply a slob.
But every now and then he got up off his lazy ass and actually did some work around the house instead of lying there waiting for the remote control to magically sprout wings and fly back to him, while he sat on the couch and oh crap, I got to go back to work.
There was a young man from the coast.
Who was never too lazy to post.
In all other jobs, he was simply a slob.
But every now and then he got up off his lazy ass and actually did some work around the house instead of lying there waiting for the remote control to magically sprout wings and fly back to him, while he sat on the couch and oh crap, I got to go back to work.
Ok, I suppose I could take a stab at this.
There was a dude named chris
who had to take a piss
and when he went into the bathroom he knew he would miss
so he went to the store to get a tarp to cover the floor
but instead he bought a harp
and now he plays wonderful music to himself
while he pisses on himself
because he still misses--- :goodvibes
There was a dude named chris
who had to take a piss
and when he went into the bathroom he knew he would miss
so he went to the store to get a tarp to cover the floor
but instead he bought a harp
and now he plays wonderful music to himself
while he pisses on himself
because he still misses--- :goodvibes
That is close to the style of a limerick Andre. And I do know that my last line was not in correct limerick form either. I know someone out there can nail this. Nail it like a polaroid picture.
there was an old man from spain
who's teeth were in great deal of pain
so he pulled them all out
and yelled with a shout:
"i'm a nasty old fuck who's insane!"
who's teeth were in great deal of pain
so he pulled them all out
and yelled with a shout:
"i'm a nasty old fuck who's insane!"
upstream
downstream
the steel vessels sail along
a concrete highway
communicating
transportating
disertating
violating mother nature
i wipe the rusted sweat from
my copper brow
downstream
the steel vessels sail along
a concrete highway
communicating
transportating
dis
violating mother nature
i wipe the rusted sweat from
my copper brow
here's one i wrote when i was printmaking for 3 days solid.
ink stains on my hands
create a suspension of disbelief
to the fact i am wearing
fingerless gloves
ink stains on my hands
create a suspension of disbelief
to the fact i am wearing
fingerless gloves
and here's what initially prompted me to start my old blog:
as i hovered over the toilet bowl, staring at my reflection and fighting my desire to pass out, i wonder which hit the water first, my tears or my vomit.
i wont spam anymore. if you are interested in these and other quasi-depressing lines from my hand to your eye, please visit my tears and vomit blog. thanks yo.
as i hovered over the toilet bowl, staring at my reflection and fighting my desire to pass out, i wonder which hit the water first, my tears or my vomit.
i wont spam anymore. if you are interested in these and other quasi-depressing lines from my hand to your eye, please visit my tears and vomit blog. thanks yo.