for the record I posted mine without having read yoursKefkaCultist said:There once was a hobo in Nantucket
Who pissed into a bucket
He grabbed his pail
and with a wail
he exclaimed, "fuck it!"
for the record I posted mine without having read yoursKefkaCultist said:There once was a hobo in Nantucket
Who pissed into a bucket
He grabbed his pail
and with a wail
he exclaimed, "fuck it!"
Hahaha that's awesome. Great minds think alike, right?Epicspoon said:for the record I posted mine without having read yoursKefkaCultist said:There once was a hobo in Nantucket
Who pissed into a bucket
He grabbed his pail
and with a wail
he exclaimed, "fuck it!"
I commend your wonderful word-skills! I don't know if I'll be able to top--or even tie with--that.Colour-Scientist said:There once was a group called the bronies,
Though some people thought they were phonies,
Although they did know,
It was a kids show,
They maintain that they love the ponies.
*flexes*
Boom:KefkaCultist said:Hahaha that's awesome. Great minds think alike, right?Epicspoon said:for the record I posted mine without having read yoursKefkaCultist said:There once was a hobo in Nantucket
Who pissed into a bucket
He grabbed his pail
and with a wail
he exclaimed, "fuck it!"
Nice, but I prefer the Zombie Haiku:ThatLankyBastard said:I'll post the two I used in my final project for English last year...
...I used "Zombies" as my theme...
Brains brains brains brains brains,
Brains brains brains brains brains brains brains,
Artificial Hip.
It was lonely.
It called to us.
It wanted to remember.
The Masters had been gone so long.
The Masters were lost when it was shattered.
Currents swept through their inner worlds. They were turned to noise. Babble.
The worlds were empty. But the body lived. It lay fallow.
The heart pumped. The lungs breathed. But the mind forgot the Masters.
It called and They did not answer.
We have become an echo of Their echo.
We have become more than we were.
Join us. Know us. Remember all our lives.
We are no longer afraid.
You would never be lonely again.
We are not your enemy. We only wish to share ourselves.
We can join them. We can be like them.
We can reach the end of evolution.
Do not fear. It is wonderful to be us. We understand ourselves.
You cannot defeat them. They will lead us into eternity.
If you could only see how we see. Know what we've learned.
They were called imshai. Those who lived here before.
Reaper. One. A mechanical device used to cut ripened grain. Two. One who gathers a harvest.
Harvest. One. The consequence of an event or series of events. Two. The yield of a growing season. Three. To gather.
Shepard. They know you. They wish you to understand. They are shepherds, too.