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Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
Blaze:
Have no fear,
To my Ear
your rhyme
is fine.
Do not stop
let them drop
there is no plop.
Ms Duck:
have no fear, do not gripe
Elise m'dear fire when ripe
if the rhyme plop
like my sody pop
your tight rear we shall wipe
Blaze:
((What mean "we" white duck? ;D))
this is the place for cheese
in rhyme, so please
be at ease
every
time
a friendly place for you to post
no hostile host
banquo's ghost
writer
mime.
Piotr1600:
I sit here completely unamused
beside my heaping pile of tissues
Invisible demons of corruption
cause involuntary nasal eruptions
and while my body temp is now growing hot
My mind snickers "Thinks it's butter - but its snot!"
Stoopid head cold - changes my speaking voice
And the sounds that I make, I have little choice!
Disgusting stuff, trying manfully to clear it out
Hacking, and snorting and honking my snout
Hopefully things will improve, not too much later
But for now I sound like Darth Fudd or Elmer Vader!
Blaze:
*Applauds* *Sprays disinfectant* *Applauss some more*
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