Rhyme Time!!

[Hermione]

Thyme is good, and its flowers are pretty.
And I think your rhyme was really quite witty!

[justthisgirl]

parsley sage rosemary and thyme
is a song thats been known for all time!
I did not know this
herm sealed that knowlege with a kiss!
(apparently it's a balad from the 1400's? I thought simon and garfunkle wrote it!)

[Irishman]

I would like to RHYME
if I could just find the TIME
but i can't UNDERSTAND
why I get in a jam AND
the words won't RHYME
and I have a hard TIME....
......
Then it just starts to FLOW
and I have to let GO
and see thru new EYES
that just start to REALIZE
that the words are the MEANS
to realize DREAMS
and they UNDERLINEs
the meaning it SEEMS
to just let it GO
as the words FLOW
and we all come to GRIPS
with life as it SLIPS
away from our HANDS
and all our DEMANDS
and we all take a BREATH
and get some REST
because its time to DREAM!

[raynin]

sometimes it seems
that dreams

[Hermione]

Such a long poem I have to admire
If only your words were enough to inspire
my own. But the muse is never free
it costs in time,
if you don't spend a dime,
and time's quite precious, I'm sure you'll agree.

[raynin]

wow i'm apalled at how that last rhyme
wasn't a fad.
long rhymes are not my deal
but sometimes i can go on a long speal

[Irishman]

Im happy to say,
this room is quite g@y
I don't mean to be crude
and I'm certainly not lewd
I'm speaking for cheer
so let's get a beer
and raise up a toast
for our happy Host!

[Irishman]

Here is the Irish version of 'Scotland the Brave'
~called Scotland Depraved(as created by the Tartan Terrors)

Bring me my whiskey, Mother
I'm feeling frisky, Mother
Bring me a sheep for I am lonely tonight!
Gosh knows I'm really randy
good thing I'm very handy!
England is prim & proper
Scotland's Depraved!
bah, bah, bah, bah, bah.bah,bah,
bah,bah,bah,bah,bah,bah,bah
England is Prim & Proper....
Scotland's Depraved!

[VynFyre]

hahaha that makes me laugh
the only word i can think of is raft?

[Hermione]

(A challenge!)

laugh
staff
gaff
giraffe


(er, that's all I can come up with. I give up.)

[raynin]

excrement,slam,bam.gram.dam,ram,

[Irishman]

I'd like ta post
Ive seen a ghost!
But I have na yet,
and I'll make a bet,
If ya do,
I'll be true.
An' help you ferget,
how much ya fret,
An 'ave a beer,
ta drown yer fear.
An' it be divine,
ta drink some wine.
An' now I'll go,
an start the show!
~Irishman

[Hermione]

We're Gryffindorians -swarming with spirits!
Our ghosts are more creative than our lyrics.
We can claim our own Nick, and perhaps Peeves besides.
The Bloody Baron, though -I'd be happiest if he hides!
That one makes me wary. I see him, and I shivver!
Something about his sneer makes me sick to my liver.

[Irishman]

Now I hafta post, ta make the most,
of our situation, in this incarnation,
and be redeemed, from things unseem..ly,
'Cause I like to think, and 'ave a Drink,
At the bar, and we'll go far,
ta tell a joke, and take a poke,
Of fun at friends, yet not the end,
For I'd be a liar, if we stopped going Higher,
Ta use our wits, fer laughing fits,
And broke inta song, it canna be wrong,
To enjoy a night, w'out a fight,
and stay up late, and sleep on our plates,
To awake and then, Do it Again!

[Irishman]

I canna believe,
this thread has just died.
I've posted my words,
and others have cried.

I watched and I waited,
for my ears to be sated.
But no talent has arose.
with the ability of prose.

We hope for the best,
and find ourselves depressed.
For the clan has lost heart,
and doesn't take part.

In this thread of rhyme,
over a lack of time.
I wished for more cheer,
ta raise up a Beer.

We shall sing songs,
of poets whose wrongs.
Are written in books,
where few can look.

But we will take heed,
and rise to the need.
And fill out our hearts,
as we willingly take part.

In the creation of verse,
to fill up our purse.
With handfuls of gold,
for the poems we've sold.

And we shall observe,
the headboy we serve.
Laughing with glee,
for the prose wrote for He.

Who keeps us together,
no matter the weather.
We share our family ties,
to those who apprise.

Our worth to each other,
For dearth and drother.(LOL)
As we sound a cheer,
Pour mugs of beer.

And dance 'round the room,
to disperse the gloom.
That's taken its part,
Ta dampen our Heart.

And our strength wins out,
As we raise a shout.
For our love of clan,
all the women and the man.

a little ditty by~Irishman

[Hermione]

Sits up quite sprightly
(and grins!) Whispers brightly:
'There's a dance to be had?
Well, now who could be sad
in the face of such fun!
Come join in, everyone!"

[Irishman]

Dancing is exciting
Better than Fighting
For all tend to employ
Their hearts of joy

To take up the tune
And swing 'round the room
As hands they all take
To swirl and to make

Merry, and enhance
The spirit of dance
With thumps and shouts
and turns about

The floor with the friend
Either women or men
And laugh til they cry
For the spirit is nigh

And we all acclaim
The stories of fame
From friends whose art
It is to impart

Their speaking of words
Both wise and absurd
To inspire us as well
In light-hearted yell

As we step to the tune
That calls round the room
For us to take part
and overflow our hearts.

Then fall to the floor
And cry out for more
In the family and clan
That inspires our hands

To scribe for our part
In the forums that start
To bring us together
For funs' in the weather

As we start to employ
Our hearts of joy
And run from the start
Of prose that falls apart

As it runs all out
Of breath over stout
And we drink it in
For victories to win

For Heart and for Clan
In the Family of Man

~Irishman
(hey, at least I tried, I lost the thread somewhere in here, lol)

[justthisgirl]

I very much like,
your rhymes are like a spike
do you know how to ride a bike?

I think the wine is Just fine!

I do feel sad,
or maybe just bad
I am never on
It's not a con
I am going to school
because I am cool
it takes much time
but I can still rhyme!

I've also gone back to work
thought not as a clerk
I work at the movie
and it's just plain groovy!

never fear!
JTGirl is here
( in spirit, at least! )

[Irishman]

I'm feeling quite dark
I've lost the spark
Of ability to rhyme
And counting time

My sister is ill
and there is no pill
to cure her mind
and help unwind

The damage is done
Her mind has flown
Off to fancy
Her memory is chancy

She's forgot all of us
who have loved til we bust
And now we are sad
For the loss ........

~J M Wood

[Vertigo3]

Oh geez I hate math
I even study in that bath
but when I take the test
I am just a mess
And no calculator by my side
How am I supposed to divide
Oh Woe is me
To take a math test when I have to pee