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Post by Dathron on Dec 16, 2006 23:41:35 GMT -5
I am now replying,
To irishmans crying
or is he really hiding
the fact that he is dying
(I know you're not crying...but I wanted to rhyme something with replying...lol)
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Praetheus
Second Year, Second Semester
"From every seed - a world. From every world - a thousand seeds."
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Post by Praetheus on Dec 18, 2006 7:35:59 GMT -5
I think my rhymes are truely broke,
Broke, broke, broke, broke, broke, broke, broke...
(Man, I need sleep.)
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Post by Irishman on Dec 18, 2006 16:05:49 GMT -5
To sleep, not weep,
shall reap, whats sweet,
the feat of meat
and cups of mead
for deeds unsung
not yet begun
For Heart and Clan!
In the Family of Man!!!
Raise yer mugs to toast our Host!
Boast yer deeds o'er cups o' mead!
Sing til yer hoarse, and begin the chorus.
Dance til ya fall, and begin it all!
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Post by Hermione on Dec 19, 2006 3:48:58 GMT -5
happy happy happy happy happy happy day!
My little sister and her beau have come over to play!
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Post by Dathron on Dec 20, 2006 9:43:54 GMT -5
I have played Call of Duty when I did, I kicked some booty  |
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Post by Irishman on Dec 22, 2006 20:28:33 GMT -5
Socom is the one ta play
I wish ta play ev'ry day!
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Post by magicmuffin on Dec 23, 2006 1:01:16 GMT -5
My Net access is washy and wishy, Oops, I stepped in something squishy  <takes a bow> |
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Post by Irishman on Dec 23, 2006 10:03:27 GMT -5
Somethin sqishy did ya step in?
I feel iffy that yer bowin'
Tell ya what I likes yer post
So I stand and raise a toast!
To Miss Muffin, fer her boast
We all laughed and got her joke!
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Praetheus
Second Year, Second Semester
"From every seed - a world. From every world - a thousand seeds."
Posts: 191
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Post by Praetheus on Dec 24, 2006 12:09:15 GMT -5
Christmas comes but once a year
Too bad my Wii still isn't here
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Post by Irishman on Dec 25, 2006 12:37:56 GMT -5
We are here, but Wii are'nt thar?
Get a brush and comb yer hair.
Maybe then it will have come
At least then you'll look for some
Cookies are the Christmas treat
I wished for milk ta complete the treat.
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Post by Torra on Dec 31, 2006 4:31:02 GMT -5
Tomorrow on a night quite dreary I'll be drinking something cheery  |
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Post by Dathron on Dec 31, 2006 9:07:09 GMT -5
TORRA!!!! You're back! Now my head you now must hack...  hehe |
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Post by Irishman on Dec 31, 2006 14:33:09 GMT -5
Raise a glass fer me m'dear
I 'ave ta work while others cheer!
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Post by Hermione on Dec 31, 2006 20:19:44 GMT -5
So do I, but just a bit.
Then I can relax, and sit.
So I'll think of you when next
the celebration's at its best
and the new year starts its tour
for then a toast is quite de jour!
(I can't spell worth a rotten apple. Sigh.)
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Post by Irishman on Jan 1, 2007 14:59:28 GMT -5
I'm glad for you, tis grand I'm working again, tis sad The work piles up like sand But the pay isn't too bad I've yet to make the grade I help too much, tis said I really like being paid But would rather be abed. This rhyme is falling short I got to make it quick My drink is well chilled port And I'm reaching for it ...........(gulp)  |
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Praetheus
Second Year, Second Semester
"From every seed - a world. From every world - a thousand seeds."
Posts: 191
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Post by Praetheus on Jan 4, 2007 12:27:46 GMT -5
The new year's come, the old year's left
Though it's left some a bit bereft
For when the new years sun did shine
On cans of beer and empty wine
They knew the party'd have to wait
'til new year's day 2008
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Post by Torra on Jan 8, 2007 1:32:33 GMT -5
The night turned out to be quite delightful
But we stayed up to an hour frightful
And, though it neither snowed nor rained
The following day we were quite drained ;D
Happy New Year to All
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Post by Irishman on Jan 9, 2007 8:32:32 GMT -5
Torra's Chamber I must lament
Has kicked me out, I canna frequent
Such dismal lack of subtlety
A walk of shame, Torra wounded me!
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Praetheus
Second Year, Second Semester
"From every seed - a world. From every world - a thousand seeds."
Posts: 191
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Post by Praetheus on Jan 10, 2007 3:28:03 GMT -5
A piddle, a paddle
A whack and a rattle
Then squibble and squabble
A bounce on the cobble
A flash and a boom
Then the swat of a broom
Then a cry and a howl
And a deep-throated growl
(I don't know - make it up.)
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Post by Irishman on Jan 16, 2007 15:24:08 GMT -5
Torra chamber
attracts stranger,
than reality twists
around her Wrists
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