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Poem, By Me

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KynloStephen66515:
We go where we must
 We do what we can
 We feel what we are
 We die when we lie
 You fear what is just
 Your life turned to dust
 For death is upon you
 Life, Death, A lie.

Tinman57:
  I made a poem years ago about one of my co-workers, and here it is:

There once was a man named Slimp
That had a belly shaped like a blimp
He had a big bucket head
An ass full of lead
and his eyes bulged out like a shrimp

True story, and an actual description too.  Ever played the game "Redneck Rampage"?  He looks just like Bubba, the one on the right...

IainB:
A horse! A horse!
My kingdom for a horse!
Ahh, sod it.

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