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 Feb 3, 2007 21:13:47 GMT -5
My dog was looking quite unclean
Her fur was brown and scruffy
Once through the old washing machine
And now she's white and fluffy
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Post by Hermione on Feb 4, 2007 1:11:40 GMT -5
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Hey, Potter/Vertigo/Whoever stuck me with this Wordsmith thing
-can I pass the title on to Praetheus, please?
He makes even ordinary prose sing
and still dots i's and crosses t's.
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krondore
Second Year, Second Semester
Posts: 173
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Post by krondore on Feb 4, 2007 9:02:55 GMT -5
an melts before the very tree's ( sorry just thought id add an extra line onto hermi's hehehe)
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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 Feb 4, 2007 12:18:06 GMT -5
Hermione, you honor me sorely
So, as not to repay the deed poorly
I shall cease to be terse
By now conjuring verse
That might warrant the mantle before me
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The sunset paints with purple hues
On cloudy strands of evening mist
As waters fade to deeper blues
Then softly, as if silence kissed
Nocturnal symphony ensues
Beneath a sky of amethyst
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Joaquin
First Year, First Semester
Posts: 11
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Post by Joaquin on Feb 4, 2007 13:54:26 GMT -5
Dude, praetheus, you kick butt. How do you do it?  |
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Post by Irishman on Feb 4, 2007 14:55:17 GMT -5
I canna help but be nonplussed
Praetheus has sur-prised us
His words o' prose are prettily seeming
And yet although they're not demeaning
I find that I can naught but praise
This gentle man, whose words and phrase
Have inspired us all to come and post
And Dance and sing an' raise a Toast
Fer all the family draws near
To glimpse a larger bit o' cheer.
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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 Feb 5, 2007 18:30:54 GMT -5
Dear Irishman, I honestly
Turn red-faced at your flattery
Though I shall stay my modesty
And give true thanks from I to thee
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Post by Irishman on Feb 6, 2007 1:18:48 GMT -5
I must admit, I couldna help
I had to go Exalt this whelp
And now to shock Torra divine
I've given him the Twenty-nine!
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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 Feb 7, 2007 20:29:54 GMT -5
I check the forums day to day
Quite keen to here what people say
So few have come to stop and stay
I wonder what keeps them away
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Post by Irishman on Feb 9, 2007 12:52:11 GMT -5
I'm sorry to bring sadness
to our clan full of gladness
But I must speak of one's whos' touch
Has lifted up the rest of us.
His passing on, will long be felt
and grief will often be indwelt
By those of use who knew him well
And miss him much , although his health
Was wearing him, unto his death
Lou Gherig's disease, took his breath
We miss him now, although we know
He's danicing up in heaven's glow
His back is straight, his feet are good
He's celebrating with our Lord
We all shall see him, once again
When heaven bound we all ascend
The tears of joy will flow like rain
And wipe away all the pain
As we rejoice and dance and sing
And heaven resounds with everything!
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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 Feb 11, 2007 3:53:20 GMT -5
It seems a hard thing to post after
Such a somber and serious rhyme
Too few are the chances for laughter
Or perhaps it just isn't the time
But once the dark mantle of sorrow
Is at last removed and put away
May we find that the dawning tomorrow
Holds more silly and fun things to say
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Post by Irishman on Feb 11, 2007 7:44:07 GMT -5
Right ye are me merry boyo 'Tis time ta lighten all the load Laughter will heal the hurt and woe And smiles will brighten a darkened road! Fer you, Praetheus wit' an Exalt on the side (33)  |
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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 Feb 12, 2007 13:01:48 GMT -5
Cookies are a heavy load
Cookies made the car explode
Cookies somehow make a bomb
Please nobady tell my mom
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Post by Irishman on Feb 12, 2007 16:58:09 GMT -5
microwaves, they are the key
To mass destruction done by me
I fill em with the raw egg or two
And lay it, and set it, and wait for You!
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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 Feb 16, 2007 15:11:36 GMT -5
In truth I swear I've never seen
A technicolor jelly bean
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Post by Hermione on Feb 23, 2007 17:41:53 GMT -5
Procrastination is really not
an idea that's very hot
It puts you behind in a big way
and to get caught up takes more than a day!
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Post by Irishman on Feb 25, 2007 7:55:47 GMT -5
I lay around and contemplate
The story of my navel lint,
I'vd found that as it hibernates,
I can't create a statement.
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Post by Hermione on Feb 25, 2007 13:48:09 GMT -5
*snickers*
Now, that's an image quite unique
with a message quite oblique.
The only thing that becomes clear
is the amusement and the cheer
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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 Feb 27, 2007 14:05:51 GMT -5
Whoever can come up with the best follow-up line, I'll exalt you for a week. Here's the beginning:
If sixty swans sang seven songs to sooth the setting sun...
(Extra points for those who keep tempo.)
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Post by Irishman on Feb 27, 2007 17:25:46 GMT -5
The Sun should sweep the Swans sweet songs across the weary, dreary
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