Rhyme Time 2!!!

Your more or less for forum whores who so bore

Ignore such rapport, you'll adore stories more
Restore your poor store of remorse galore
I sorely abhor your forlorn keeping score

Not Tor, Thor, nor Gore can pour out more scorn
or border on corniness more than your whore
dont mourn, or show scorn, blow your own horn
then the torn form that adorns is reborn

 

Katie is not a whore, but a woman of chastity.
whoever called her one doesn't lack audacity
she is our queen and her, you must respect
if honours and knighthood is what you expect!

 

hush fool, i too am yer queen
if you don't listen to me i'll get mean
you are a mere, lowly knight
with one word i could send you on yer flight!

 

this is nothing but a stupid doggerel
this is certain to go to a poet's hell
i'm nothing a but a dirty post-whore
but i wasn't one in the days of yore

 

i did not apply to be your knight
i shall not bow before your might
to command me, you have no right
to only katie, i'm loyal, all day and night.

 

damnable fool!
so stupid, look how you drool!
a knight fer katie is a knight fer ed
no matter now - you'll soon be dead
off with yer head!

 

I seem to have been seen to be dissing the queen
My scene is not meaning to demean, I'll come clean
Shes lean and pristine like a fine figurine
A chic magazine is where she should be seen.

 

if that is so- a proud rebel, i shall be declared
i will summon a force worse than you have feared
to end this dual queenhood once and for all
my trebuchet is up to your castle, prepare thy fall!

Katie's sole sovreignty will be restored
she won't be insulted and she won't be whore'd
After thy fall, she'll rule supreme!
and offer us all cookies and cream.

 

what an idiot, you have no power!
ohh, now what good is yer flower?
listen here, hippy boy
yer merely our toy!
two queens there always shall be
and i'm sure katie will agree with me
fer this treason yer head will roll
there's no dissent - you'll get no poll!

 

kill the landlord
k i l l the landlord
a great snl moment....

 

Ed is my fellow queen,
Respect her too, or I'll get mean.

 

the flower is not the only weapon i weild
I have the sword of mars, and the silver sheild
when i attack, ye shall all run
for i am the heir to Attila the Hun!

 

I shall pillage and conquer and unleash the scourge
I shall kill, I shall plunder and destroy upon urge.
I shall only answer to me and my lord, god of war, Mars
As I shall shove this sword up your arse!!

 

my hun legions shall run amok
your petty army shall feel the shock
I come as a scourge and a rolling thunder,
to fight me will be thy mortal blunder

 

oh stop rambling, stupidhead
go be a goode boy and make yer bed
yer threats are empty, like yer head
shut up now, before i start to see red!

 

my conquests now strech far and wide,
The Queen of Hell is now my bride,
your post smack of hubris in the form most immature
ye shall fall, it is God's will, that's for sure.

 

up up and away, hi ho silver

i'll ride on for a month
until my skin turns to orange
and my lips turn to purple
I will not break the rhythm
hows that

 

oh, how you spin!
you think you'll win?
just one thing before i go to bed...
OFF WITH YER HEAD!!!

 

it is more a matter of your fall than my win,
for your kingdom was built upon debauchery and sin!
and, I'm the scourge of God, your divine punishment
prepare for thy eternal banishment!!

 

what, are you a Red?
fuck it, i'm going to bed.