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 Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 3:45 pm
One fine day in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight,
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot each other,
One was blind and the other couldn't see,
So they chose a dummy for a referee.
A blind man went to see fair play,
A dumb man went to shout "hooray!"
A paralysed donkey passing by,
Kicked the blind man in the eye,
Knocked him through a nine inch wall,
Into a dry ditch and drowned them all,
A deaf policeman heard the noise,
And came to arrest the two dead boys,
If you don't believe this story’s true,
Ask the blind man he saw it too!
lol The Haunting In Conneticut ... that was an awesome,sad,scary movie ^_~ 3nodding crying
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 3:56 pm
coul u find 1 that starts off with "it was a dark and stormy night, the moon shined bright, the man said kill me if u must! but spare my life,
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 2:04 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 1:09 am
nice poem like doing opposites with each other a deaf man hearing something, like that song from linkin park Numb, they say Ive become so numb but i can feel you threere
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 10:12 am
OwO V One fine day in the middle of the night, Two dead boys got up to fight, Back to back they faced each other, Drew their swords and shot each other, One was blind and the other couldn't see, So they chose a dummy for a referee. A blind man went to see fair play, A dumb man went to shout "hooray!" A paralysed donkey passing by, Kicked the blind man in the eye, Knocked him through a nine inch wall, Into a dry ditch and drowned them all, A deaf policeman heard the noise, And came to arrest the two dead boys, If you don't believe this story’s true, Ask the blind man he saw it too! lol The Haunting In Conneticut ... that was an awesome,sad,scary movie ^_~ 3nodding crying Odd Story
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 5:21 pm
I WAS THERE AND I SAT NEXT YOU THAT MOVIE GAVE ME THE SHIVERS eek
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 3:50 pm
My cousin told me a poem like that only it was a little different. Here it goes:
One sunny day in the middle of the night,
Two dead men got up to fight,
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot each other.
A deaf police men heard the noise,
And came running and shot the two boys.
If you don't believe this lie is true,
Just ask the blind man who saw it to.
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 3:51 pm
OwO V One fine day in the middle of the night, Two dead boys got up to fight, Back to back they faced each other, Drew their swords and shot each other, One was blind and the other couldn't see, So they chose a dummy for a referee. A blind man went to see fair play, A dumb man went to shout "hooray!" A paralysed donkey passing by, Kicked the blind man in the eye, Knocked him through a nine inch wall, Into a dry ditch and drowned them all, A deaf policeman heard the noise, And came to arrest the two dead boys, If you don't believe this story’s true, Ask the blind man he saw it too! lol The Haunting In Conneticut ... that was an awesome,sad,scary movie ^_~ 3nodding crying That was from Haunting In Conneticut? Oh well I haven't seen that movie, can someone tell me why they said that in it?
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 3:59 pm
I love poems 4laugh
Me and my friends write them alot, but ours always come out so emo.. ninja
But we're still awesome at it :3
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 4:06 pm
This isn't a pome, but it is spoken word:
I may be smiling, but inside I'm crying,
I wear a mask of joy, yet inside I'm in pain.
I live in sorrow, I dream in fear,
I pretend to be happy, I act joyful.
I sleep in agony, I wake to horror,
I love the sun, yet my heart is ice.
I have friends, I have enemies,
I have nightmares, I have visions.
I wear black, inside I cry,
I wear white, inside I burn.
I write this in sorrow, as I live in pain,
I write this in sorrow, as you behold my life.
I fight the battle, yet the war is lost,
I forsee the end, yet I cannot change it.
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