Post by Lord Sesshomaru on Oct 28, 2008 20:16:14 GMT -7
[Alright here is the thing, I’m going to post some random Poems and Haikus for no reason. I challenge you people to beat me in my own Haiku/Poem game. The winner…… gets to have me be their slave for a week ^^]
Nine little children,
Born from two,
One is the other Boleyn girl,
Bitch slapping with her petty coat.
The other is the queen of Ice,
Naturally fucked up.
Put those two together you get,
One soul eater,
The other a weather forecaster.
Once singing lullabies,
One dancing with the dead
One brining the apocalypse,
The other bringing the ice age.
One mind bender,
One earth bender.
Lastly of all,
The one that drools
Sadly for the children.
Their dad is a pansy,
While their mom is a whore.
Soft white snow, fall down to me.
Sparkle like the stars,
That blanket earth for comfort.
Little redbird, fly up high,
Upon the blue sky,
Majestically you sing.
Mischief imp, how you taunt me,
With your impish smirk.
Which is the right way for me?
The random frog went from croak, quake.
How the tides have turned,
How white is you lamb, bow peep?
Pickle the banana wolf,
The Picklenana.
Say no the pervert go bye.
[beat that peeps T^T]
Nine little children,
Born from two,
One is the other Boleyn girl,
Bitch slapping with her petty coat.
The other is the queen of Ice,
Naturally fucked up.
Put those two together you get,
One soul eater,
The other a weather forecaster.
Once singing lullabies,
One dancing with the dead
One brining the apocalypse,
The other bringing the ice age.
One mind bender,
One earth bender.
Lastly of all,
The one that drools
Sadly for the children.
Their dad is a pansy,
While their mom is a whore.
Soft white snow, fall down to me.
Sparkle like the stars,
That blanket earth for comfort.
Little redbird, fly up high,
Upon the blue sky,
Majestically you sing.
Mischief imp, how you taunt me,
With your impish smirk.
Which is the right way for me?
The random frog went from croak, quake.
How the tides have turned,
How white is you lamb, bow peep?
Pickle the banana wolf,
The Picklenana.
Say no the pervert go bye.
[beat that peeps T^T]
