Poems

not very good...and stella is always drunk.

dont be mean, zach. its very nice and funny, ya know! and she's not always drunk.

Lynx43 wrote:dont be mean, zach. its very nice and funny, ya know! and she's not always drunk.

yes she is.

You made a tsella poem and this poem the same way. That sucks. So id rate your poems a 2/10

Stop making these topics. they are all teh same. Withe 1-10 words changed. Now its just spam.

tort asked her to make it ;o

sirzach as if u could do anybetter

thats the point to make them the same

like what sg done to that poem we all had to edit

he used the same poem only we had to re arrange it

seriously stop being so moody

I could do A LOT better.

haha. funny melissa.

as to zach...
i'm sorry if i may have offended you, but i thought we were friends? i actually liked you as a friend. forgive me for defending my friend, but isn't that what friends are for? i hate fighting. i'm not mad at you zach, and i wasn't before. so why are you still mat at me?

stella ur still my friend

ilya soo much bbe <3

Love is rough
But it gets you buff
For the right one to come

some think its a game
but its the meaning of life
its what keeps you up every night

Next time your in a relationship
try not to hurt the one that got u there
because it will bite u in the butt

the night before chrismash*not made by me*
note:too lazy to change it

Code:

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISMASH AND ALL THROUGH SMASHVILLE,
NOT A CREATURE WAS STIRRING. THAT IS UNTIL,

K.K. SLIDER CAME OUT AND AWAKENED US ALL,
WITH A HORRID SONG THAT WOULD MAKE BABIES BAWL.

AND THUS JUDGE DEDEDE DID DECLARE,
I SENTENCE YOU GUILTY, NOW OFF TO THE CHAIR.

WITH K.K. DEAD AND THE TOWNSPEOPLE SLEEPY
OUT CAME OLIMAR, WITH A GRIN THATS MOST CREEPY.

I SHALL RUIN CHRISMASH, DID OLIMAR PROCLAIM
AND GET REVENGE ON THAT GUY WHO USED TO BE A DAME.

SO OLIMAR WENT ROUND GATHERING PRESENTS IN A BOX,
WHEN OUT OF NOWHERE CAME TOM AS FOX.

NOT SO FAST OLIMAR! ANNOUNCED TOM WITH A SHOUT.
YOURE TERROR ENDS HERE, SO GET THE HELL OUT.

WAIT, YOU DONT UNDERSTAND. I WOULD NEVER LIE.
IM SANTAS ELF, SAID OLIMAR, SO SLY.

THESE PRESENTS WILL EXPLODE IF NOT HANDLED NOW.
THEYLL BE BACK SOON, SO DONT HAVE A COW.

AS TOM SAT THINKING ABOUT THE ELFS EXPLANATION,
ZELDA DROPPED IN WITH A RHYME FOR EXPLANATION.

DONT BREAK THE FOURTH WALL, DID ZELDA COMPLAIN.
ITS NOT MY FAULT, BUT THE WRITERS TO BLAME.

DONT FALL FOR HIS TRICKS, THAT ELF IS A FAKE,
SANTAS ELF IS HERE, SO MAKE NO MISTAKE.

IM BLACK, SAID THE ELF WHOSE JOKE IS GETTING TIRED.
HEY, YOU HONKEYS ARE THE ONES WHO HIRED.

BLACKIMAR?! OLIMARS MOUTH WENT AGAPE.
AS HE STARED UPON HIS OLD COLLEGE ROOMMATE.

SO YOU SEE IT IS THIS ELF WHOSE THE REAL ONE HERE.
NOT THAT FAKER THAT MAKES GIFTS DISAPPEAR.

BUT WITH THIS DISTRACTION, OLIMAR HAD FLED.
OH, NICE GOING, ZELDA. ARE YOU SICK IN THE HEAD?

HE TRAVERSED THE LEVELS, AND DODGED WARIOS FART
AND SOON FOUND HIMSELF AT THE STAGE OF MARIO KART

IM RUNNING ACROSS THE STREET WITHOUT LOOKING BOTH WAYS
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD HE WAS HIT BY SANTAS SLEIGH.

TOM AND ZELDA GOT TO THE STAGE, BUT THEY WERE TOO LATE.
TO SEE SANTAS SLEIGH AND OLIMARS FATE.

BUT THEY HEARD HIM EXCLAIM AS HE WENT OUT OF SIGHT,
HEY WHATS UP, IM FUTURE.

kewl poems here a haiku that i made:

i am a weirdo
weirdos are very weird pipz
weirdos are ownage

its weird isnt it?

Theres a snowglobe on the horizon.
Theres a tennis court next to the grocery store.
No one can here the princess's crys, on the soccer field.
And the cow, oh the cow, it has been forgaven.
The sticky notes give the engines a chilling feeling.
The penninsula seems to run through the speaker.
But I know, Oh I know, that the outlet can only satisfy the fishermen.
As if to suggest peace, the button approches the curtain.
The true key to the calender lies within the shoe.
The sleeper, inside the helmet, sleeps well tonight.
The mouse is lavender, of course.
In the blink of an eye, the island passes, not in a rush.
And as the smile fades to clouds, the song plays once again.
The movie stands still, while the zoo prospers.
The calculator and tree are hiding, in the portait.
The pillow tells lies, and the stapler is burried.
Meanwhile, the panther searches for the lumberjack.
Lightning strikes the television.
The envelope of dreams is no more.

Hope you liked it. I call it:
FLARGO DORENIAN NISH TONGS.

Acdog wrote:Theres a snowglobe on the horizon.
Theres a tennis court next to the grocery store.
No one can here the princess's crys, on the soccer field.
And the cow, oh the cow, it has been forgaven.
The sticky notes give the engines a chilling feeling.
The penninsula seems to run through the speaker.
But I know, Oh I know, that the outlet can only satisfy the fishermen.
As if to suggest peace, the button approches the curtain.
The true key to the calender lies within the shoe.
The sleeper, inside the helmet, sleeps well tonight.
The mouse is lavender, of course.
In the blink of an eye, the island passes, not in a rush.
And as the smile fades to clouds, the song plays once again.
The movie stands still, while the zoo prospers.
The calculator and tree are hiding, in the portait.
The pillow tells lies, and the stapler is burried.
Meanwhile, the panther searches for the lumberjack.
Lightning strikes the television.
The envelope of dreams is no more.

Hope you liked it. I call it:
FLARGO DORENIAN NISH TONGS.

amazingggggg

Awwwww. your too nice to me oliveeee.

That's an..interesting..poem, ac.

haha, ac.. I only read the first couple lines. but I knew it was ingenious right away.

funny tid bit: lulz in grade 7 we were supposed to create a long poem, and well... my friend ralph handed in his thing and my teacher thought it was amazing so he started reading it and me and my other friend jude were like... "Uh Mr. K? That's a song XDDDDD" he got detention xD

XDamaged_SoulX wrote:my friend ralph handed in his thing and my teacher thought it was amazing

Sig quoted.

LMFAO I love you XD i didnt even see that XD