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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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