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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #135 on: June 07, 2009, 10:55:25 PM »
Though long with the Dead,
Mordant, yet now it rises,
Ancient zombie Thread.
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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #136 on: June 07, 2009, 11:17:40 PM »
Roger Rabbit.

"Dear Jessica,
I Do I love thee,
Let me count the ways,
One-One Thousend,
Two-One Thousend,
Three-One Thousend,
Fore-One Thousend,
Five-One Thousend,
Six-One Thousend,
Seven-One Thousend..."
Rest Well Mdodd, and Please Watch over Us...

Relinquo spes totus ye quisnam penetro hic...


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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #137 on: June 08, 2009, 04:10:00 AM »
There are no weasels
Like toe weasels
Like no weasels
I know.

They find the scent
of toe jam so appealing.
The shoe vents
send them squealing.
Their teeth rents
send you to the ceiling.

They bite onto your toe.
They fight over your toe.

-- take it away, Ms Duck!



Wow... im honoured

ahem..kaf kaf...



with cries and chants
for things Phil Phoglio
I raves and rants
an sings my Sol ee oo..

Agatha Heterodyne,
shes a genius girl
Krop of the Kats
no humble churl

for its Phil and Dixe
tried out Sex and DND
to see the nude pix ie
gots to pay a small fee

He had toe weasals!
min mamoths airships galore !
mad sparks flying arks
and silly monsters and more !

Vampires with waffles !
purple dragons with flagons
first i know was buck Godot!
(aint braggin Trixe aint saggin)

But we may never Know..
of our master Mr Phoglio..
how many xp gets to go..
when i slay this type IV gazebo :)



Bonus geek points to whoever get all the references.

http://www.airshipentertainment.com/index.php4


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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #138 on: June 08, 2009, 04:15:39 AM »
ROTFLMOL -- I know all those references.

But you for the Weasel Queen
The hottest chick Othar
Tryggvassen has ever seen
He wants to peek
Behind her dressing Screen!

Are there Weasel on her toes?
Will those Weasels bring him woes?
Or will he find romantic throes?
Let's go one with the shows.

Chi pò, non vò; chi vò, non pò; chi sà, non fà; chi fà, non sà; e così, male il mondo va.

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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #139 on: October 27, 2009, 01:39:44 PM »
Bob wrote:
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While it's easy to write mediocre poetry, writing bad stuff is much harder.  Finding just the right pretentious term, forcing rhymes, inappropriate subject matter, incongruity, and insipid meter are difficult to bundle up into one work.

This is for you Bob, and my friend Dresden.  Please, everyone, read it out loud in a cheesy Italian accent.

I once heard a fable
from a drunk at a table
a drunk named Giotto
in an Inn called La Grotto.

He had had too much grappe
So the tale is not proppa
For a Doge or Il Papa
Or anyone dappa.

In Cappanori
A castratti Signori
He was most demurra.
in his brocade gamurra

Singing his falsetto
in a silk farsaletto.
By Signoras adored
They hung on to each chord.

Jocopo's beginning
Started with much sinning
When a great King
did a miserly thing.

His Mama, Gionna
was home alla lone
and the Germani Soldati
Did something naughty.

They came into Roma,
at the mouth they did foama
They had notta been paid
So they staged this raid.1

Such was the setting
Of angry armed vetting
that there was much blood letting
and unfortunate begetting.

In her deep shame
she changed her name
and pretended that she
was a widowed lady.



Still she loved her blond boy,
And he brought her much joy,
with a face cherubino,
and a voice multi-fino!

He grew big, near rotundo
But no basso profundo
Would earn him his keep
(since his tastes were not cheap.)

Away to Salerno,
With a note most materno
He was sent with a mission
Castration to commission.2

His mama she loved him
but she was no fool
A man can't get buy
with only one tool.

Bella linguatori
This handsome signori
Sang for the Duke of Ferrara
In a velvet zimarra.

As he got older
his charms became bolder
With the wives of  doges,
and divas and drudges.

His voice like Orpheus
Rang out from the dais.
And his passion at night
gave them equal delight.

Nor did their lords
Reach for their swords
(Had they known he could mate
They might have been irate.)3

In fair Florenza
and affair intenza
was had with Hortenza
Daughter of Szforenza.

In dramatic expression
he sang out confession,
inspiring Camerattas
In inventing the Operas.4

The tale has no moral
Or theme allegoral
Unless it might be
Pomodore don't fall far from the tree.

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1 -- 5 May 1527  – always pay your German mercenaries, especially if they know where you live.
2 -- Salerno was known as the place for a successful castration.  Long a confluence of Arabic, classic and European medicine, castrations in Salerno were done without the total removal of testicles, but were more like todays vasectomy.  While in general one could not expect a surgery of any success in the 1500s, you hedged your bets by going to Salerno.
3 -- Ladies found it convenient to take Castrati lovers.  Their sexual prowess was not curbed, only their reproductive prowess.  Also, they tended to take better care of themselves, dress well and stink less.
4 -- The Camerata: a group of Florentine noblemen who in the late 1500s created the stil rappresentativo, which became the earliest form of opera.
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Chi pò, non vò; chi vò, non pò; chi sà, non fà; chi fà, non sà; e così, male il mondo va.

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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #140 on: October 27, 2009, 02:11:57 PM »
This thread is Undead,
Near Halloween, it rises.
How creepy is that?
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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #141 on: November 14, 2009, 08:54:10 AM »
To create and share.
The cold drives us to our fires
No season matters.

« Last Edit: November 14, 2009, 08:57:00 AM by Blaze »
Chi pò, non vò; chi vò, non pò; chi sà, non fà; chi fà, non sà; e così, male il mondo va.

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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #142 on: November 14, 2009, 04:53:21 PM »
Harry fights with same passion,
that fuels our creation,
Soulfire into words.

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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #143 on: November 14, 2009, 08:47:13 PM »
rhyme far too deep in ernest
grins grown sadly sparse
with lube and wit turn 'est
unlcogs ernies arse
Yeah, but Germans and Hungarians don't pull people's theories out of their sockets when they're challenged.  Ducks are known to do that.


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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #144 on: November 14, 2009, 10:06:58 PM »

Angel Relic brag to me a curse
my quixotic verse made him gag
"Duck you hag, youve wrote worse
Then Kemmler with purse and in drag"
Yeah, but Germans and Hungarians don't pull people's theories out of their sockets when they're challenged.  Ducks are known to do that.


That's been disabled. But I can still CALL you Fup Duck. -Shecky

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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #145 on: November 14, 2009, 10:38:11 PM »
Angel Relic brag to me a curse
my quixotic verse made him gag
"Duck you hag, youve wrote worse
Then Kemmler with purse and in drag"

You know what?

Ducks are cool. 8)

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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #146 on: November 14, 2009, 11:34:36 PM »
The Duck a feathered gauntlet gave,
Angelic Relic, thought not you knave;
Her fault found of thee was this:
Bad poetry is needed here, not iambic bliss!

Such was your rhyme that for shame
Brought, bad to verse this thread inane,
Cries she: Fowl!  Your words uplift!
Here, logorrhea must, in posts, be sniffed!
 
Chi pò, non vò; chi vò, non pò; chi sà, non fà; chi fà, non sà; e così, male il mondo va.

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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #147 on: November 15, 2009, 05:15:36 AM »
You know what?

Ducks are cool. 8)

thank you

((HUGS))
Yeah, but Germans and Hungarians don't pull people's theories out of their sockets when they're challenged.  Ducks are known to do that.


That's been disabled. But I can still CALL you Fup Duck. -Shecky

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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #148 on: November 15, 2009, 04:09:55 PM »
I never thought I'd see the day
when Duck would turn and flap away
And give me proof of her retort
a glimpse of tail and quacking snort

She told me then, how eyes could spy
and see the truth behind Moose lie
"This is this and that is that...
bad form only, no Soul crap!"

Blaze doth know the truth of it
she PMed me too and cursed the Wit
Told me why and spake decree
"Write and suck, be true to thee" 

So then I know the truth of all
think not of pride, purposely fall
Seek no Wit inside your verse
lest it jests and mocks the Worse.

 ;) :D
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Re: Shall I Compare Thee To A Mooseburger aka The Bad Poetry Thread
« Reply #149 on: November 15, 2009, 04:13:10 PM »


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But sometimes they don't make sense
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