Rhyme Time 2!!!

Rome had risen, and Rome did crumble
the fall started when it ceased to be humble
Earthly rulers rule not the realms of heaven and hell!
Hubris made Rome think otherwise, and so Rome fell.

 

Your Kingdom is no different from Rome
and Hell has now become your eternal home
There, you shall retire to your final bed
in the ninth circle, with Lucifer chewing on your head.

 

The Evil Edward Shall be Killed
The Battle will be won by the strong-willed
During the feircest of battles, he has slept
while his kingdom burnt, and his people wept.

 

Evil Edward has Quit and has gone Offline
for his diminished strength, could not match mine
His power was weak, as was his rule unjust.
does such a weak ruler deserve your trust?


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How long did it take you to think of that rhyme? Because however long it was, it was much wasted time. :H

 

Since when is it a crime
to be wasting your time?
Would ya rather be twiddling your thumbs
or scratching your bums?

 

it seems like a soap
or a slippery slope
like facing the pope
dont worry or mope
i'll throw you a rope
are you one? nope
don't give up hope
I'll help you cope.

 

Don't leave Blackie, we love you!

 

tonight it's getting cold
and I have nobody to hold.
what's up with that
am I all that ugly or fat?

 

Oh God, you are so cool
compared to you, Im a fool
Help me to be more like you:
cool, awesome, and holy too.

I almost passed that in as a religion project...

 

If ya think its cool
to drop outta school
and stay out all night
to get high or in a fight
then you're a fool
and your head ain't right

 

out on the ground is a layer of snow

and even tho I wish it would go,
I'm still as happy as can be
because today we put up a tree.

 

YIPPIE, christmas is done
and look what I won.
another coffee cup & gloves
from the kids I love

 

Ed is missing
What the hell
Maybe she's pissing
Only time will tell

 

ed is bored here
hipforums she's leaving
maybe i'll see ya later, dear!
on MSN, you'll hear me greiving
my feet are cold, and it's the new year!

 

I'm wearing pantalons of flannel
I think they're really great
Maybe I should change the channel
Or accept the infomericals as a matter of fate
What have I lost, my sweet friend
Why must thou watch esteban and ronco showtime grill
Time and time again; to my most wonderous fill
Thine eyes are adorn their sockets for sight
But these damn informercials and despite; the fact
That I cannot see the light in purchasing a light
Which glows in the dark and doubles as a cantankerous crank
Oh why must thy sweetest maiden want to swipe the magnetic strip
But I don't need to purchase and cantakerous crank or take a trip on a magic sailing ship
I feel the tears coming
and the sound of my amplifier humming
against the wind of time
which I cannot surely grip
but if these damned infomercial blues don't kill me
I think I'll do a double backflip

©2005 and forever and ever, Boris Samagucio.

 

wow jorge.... i'm speechless.... good job

 

Yeah... I sit around thinking random shit up like that and writing it.

Hahaha... that poem has a feeling of Bob Dylan, Keller Williams, Edgar Allen Poe, and Dr. Seuss crossed together I love screwing around with techniques and styles like that.

 

when i sit upon the chair
i realise im the only one there
i ate a frog called jimmy one day
who, by the way was gay
he said one thing before he died
"eat me now for i am fried"
when i say these things to you
it really makes me need a poo
and that's why im going to stop, right now.

 

I feel so alone
Inside this mis-shapen little home
But a home is not a home
When you feel so unknown

If you've got a reason
Honey, open up the door
And if clouds weren't in season
I'd still give you more

I feel so alone
In this mis-shapen little life
Which I like to call mine
But I am only a body, although I too have a mind

My thoughts are often lost inside
My head; In which I most like to reside
But changes come and changes go
Throughout every like earthly lifely flow

Sometimes I wonder if anyone cares anymore
But I still follow the path which I must surely go
Down the road of the journey of life
Wether feeling hunger, joy, sorrow, or strife

©2005 and forever and ever, Boris Samagucio.