by Jared
Eric's hand
Eric is a man
Eric's helpful hand
HElOdont helping me, helpind me
Eric he is amy man
I hold his hand
We can travel together
to neptu e
eric, hold my hand
you lovely lad
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May 31, 2010
May 25, 2010
What then
What it means
what it feels
to be 23
to be myself
everyhing thats part of that
engaging in something
that i feel something
thing marching onward marching forward
it doesnt matter what it is
it can be anything i can
figure out a way to justify
he says
peter steele is dead
what then
everyone dies
what it feels
to be 23
to be myself
everyhing thats part of that
engaging in something
that i feel something
thing marching onward marching forward
it doesnt matter what it is
it can be anything i can
figure out a way to justify
he says
peter steele is dead
what then
everyone dies
May 17, 2010
a person
what does a person gthink
a feeling
thy feel ist real
is not
maynbe its a joke
maybe its a person
maybe its a commercial
fuick ui commersciak,
its a joke
ps.
dont forget me when
it happn
a feeling
thy feel ist real
is not
maynbe its a joke
maybe its a person
maybe its a commercial
fuick ui commersciak,
its a joke
ps.
dont forget me when
it happn
May 12, 2010
Composition #47
Come now all,
and gather round,
to hear a tale
of world renown
Of two most brave and foolish man
one named Leonard, one named Ben
As child Ben had been a dunce
had dropped his schoolbooks more than once
had tripped on roots not by chance
Stepped on foot when dance
As child Leo had been keen
to meet the King and meet the Queen
but they would not see heem
they would call for their scepter
call for their crown
call for a fiddler
call for a roast lamb
call for a poet
call for a jester
call for the beheading of the poet
call for the pardoning of the poet
call for their gold,
call for pug
but they would not call for Leo,
Sad Leonard,
He turned at last to the heavens, shouting
up to the blue,
'What have i done to you"
"Why do the crumbs of the Lords fall on my head"
"Why do I beg as a mangy dog"
"Have I been a victim of Chance"
And at last the rains quelled his voice
And Ben had taken this road by choice,
And chanced upon Leo at the edge,
And offered him a cut of bread
and so the two began to talk
and learned each other well as ought,
and formed to friends, not small but large
and said they would two command a barge
To sail to the east and make their fortune
Whatever may come and whoever may seek them
may come aboard, to find their fate
to meet the soon-to-be irate
Lord of the west,
and Lord of the East
Master of war,
Master of sleep.
***
And as they set off to sail the seas,
they felt as both a slight unease
a queer sense of not e'er returning
that set their stomach bags a'churning
Puis un homme qui ne parlait que francais,
Il leur a qu'ils allaient tous etre morts
Il leur a dit cela avec impatience
Mais ils ne pouvaient pas comprendre francais.
So they carried on, with head held high
Sure that the boat would hold them tight
Sure that they would both not die
To the East they go hand in hand
Ben three days in told his friend
That his life would surely end,
If they did not find fresh water
Or some food to hold him over
Sadly Leo looked to him
told him that he could not go
To the east to find these rations
to the east to unkown nations
So ben looked into the barrels
Looked in one, two, ten, and twenty
Saw not any food of plenty
Saw no water kept for drinking
Then when 3 score days had passed
Ben saw feathered ones alight
Saw an island with his 'glass
turned the sails to get there fast
Ben now withered to a husk
Thought this day would be his dusk,
Set ashore with a final attempt
to find some thing to appease his want
There ashore was fruits aplenty!
fruits and trees and grasses too!
There a stream flows good as any!
Oh how delicious it seemed to Leo!
Leo rushed to fill a cup
with thoughts of feeding his bony mate,
But as he lifts it to his lip,
The precious draught evaporates
Baffled, he tries once again,
to give to Ben the stuff he needs,
and to Leo-nard's Chagrin,
the liquid just as soon recedes
Ho! what is that sound I hear?
From the trees comes a ghostly sound,
swaying leaves foretell a beast
some hellish brutish firehound
But to Ben and L's surprise
An old man emerges with a stick
hobbles over, "look at his skin",
weathered, elephantine, and thick
"leave from here", he says to them
"You have come for no good reason"
"Heal us, help us, good man friend"
Leo simpers with good reason
"Have you come to seek more treasure?"
"Or to win favor with a King?"
"If you've come to seek your riches,
Leave us now for we have none."
Leo gasped and looked below
Ben had shrunk into the sand
He had died 3 ticks ago,
unbeknownst to his friend.
Leo, in an angry rage,
struck at the elder with his hand
only to be bitten back
by a snake
Now our two men on the sand
both now in nobody's hands
the old man turns and walks away
Glad to have stopped these men
from destroying his one home,
for their exploits.
For their want of lumber,
of gold,
of silver,
and ores,
of meats,
of fur,
of oil and nuts,
of spices,
of labor,
and of silk from the East.
Here good people, we are done
this was the story of two men
learn now all, not to set sail
to an island in the East.
and gather round,
to hear a tale
of world renown
Of two most brave and foolish man
one named Leonard, one named Ben
As child Ben had been a dunce
had dropped his schoolbooks more than once
had tripped on roots not by chance
Stepped on foot when dance
As child Leo had been keen
to meet the King and meet the Queen
but they would not see heem
they would call for their scepter
call for their crown
call for a fiddler
call for a roast lamb
call for a poet
call for a jester
call for the beheading of the poet
call for the pardoning of the poet
call for their gold,
call for pug
but they would not call for Leo,
Sad Leonard,
He turned at last to the heavens, shouting
up to the blue,
'What have i done to you"
"Why do the crumbs of the Lords fall on my head"
"Why do I beg as a mangy dog"
"Have I been a victim of Chance"
And at last the rains quelled his voice
And Ben had taken this road by choice,
And chanced upon Leo at the edge,
And offered him a cut of bread
and so the two began to talk
and learned each other well as ought,
and formed to friends, not small but large
and said they would two command a barge
To sail to the east and make their fortune
Whatever may come and whoever may seek them
may come aboard, to find their fate
to meet the soon-to-be irate
Lord of the west,
and Lord of the East
Master of war,
Master of sleep.
***
And as they set off to sail the seas,
they felt as both a slight unease
a queer sense of not e'er returning
that set their stomach bags a'churning
Puis un homme qui ne parlait que francais,
Il leur a qu'ils allaient tous etre morts
Il leur a dit cela avec impatience
Mais ils ne pouvaient pas comprendre francais.
So they carried on, with head held high
Sure that the boat would hold them tight
Sure that they would both not die
To the East they go hand in hand
Ben three days in told his friend
That his life would surely end,
If they did not find fresh water
Or some food to hold him over
Sadly Leo looked to him
told him that he could not go
To the east to find these rations
to the east to unkown nations
So ben looked into the barrels
Looked in one, two, ten, and twenty
Saw not any food of plenty
Saw no water kept for drinking
Then when 3 score days had passed
Ben saw feathered ones alight
Saw an island with his 'glass
turned the sails to get there fast
Ben now withered to a husk
Thought this day would be his dusk,
Set ashore with a final attempt
to find some thing to appease his want
There ashore was fruits aplenty!
fruits and trees and grasses too!
There a stream flows good as any!
Oh how delicious it seemed to Leo!
Leo rushed to fill a cup
with thoughts of feeding his bony mate,
But as he lifts it to his lip,
The precious draught evaporates
Baffled, he tries once again,
to give to Ben the stuff he needs,
and to Leo-nard's Chagrin,
the liquid just as soon recedes
Ho! what is that sound I hear?
From the trees comes a ghostly sound,
swaying leaves foretell a beast
some hellish brutish firehound
But to Ben and L's surprise
An old man emerges with a stick
hobbles over, "look at his skin",
weathered, elephantine, and thick
"leave from here", he says to them
"You have come for no good reason"
"Heal us, help us, good man friend"
Leo simpers with good reason
"Have you come to seek more treasure?"
"Or to win favor with a King?"
"If you've come to seek your riches,
Leave us now for we have none."
Leo gasped and looked below
Ben had shrunk into the sand
He had died 3 ticks ago,
unbeknownst to his friend.
Leo, in an angry rage,
struck at the elder with his hand
only to be bitten back
by a snake
Now our two men on the sand
both now in nobody's hands
the old man turns and walks away
Glad to have stopped these men
from destroying his one home,
for their exploits.
For their want of lumber,
of gold,
of silver,
and ores,
of meats,
of fur,
of oil and nuts,
of spices,
of labor,
and of silk from the East.
Here good people, we are done
this was the story of two men
learn now all, not to set sail
to an island in the East.
Composition #46
I.
Like he said, I do also what i DO always
but nonetheless I am doing something stranger
than a pit pit eating-a-words in the mouth.
whenever a cloud sundays smacks of laminate tile,
and the rich partition writhes with doing what is,
leave behind mere queens and her great majesty Prince Questonthony
Wall of shame, Wall off shame, well in shame, Well of shame,
are you you you you the same?
will you speak as one-in-the-ground speaks,
like the mandrake root bellowing with.
Dog, smell what you do, look to the sky and see
smell with your nos.
hear with u ear.
Taste with ur face.
And he saw that it was good.
II.
Never say, like the ones who appear as statues in form,
and stone grey in their apathetic countenances, never say,
like the green ones who quell and quimp with psuedo-pomp,
never say, like the rag handle man who quivers
with something unknown, never say, as they do, that the stones
and stars and pieces are nothing more than what they are!
For what they are is a tramponium, do you understand?
They are a quandifinium Startoon
Do you see?
Lately a spine has shot down the backs of those most hated
by most. This spine has taken the shape of a barb, a spine most
wonderful in shape but also colorful in many ways.
It looks like the skin of the albacore.
Do not wither, ye who slaves in the light of your brother, who,
by way of chance,
has climbed to a superficial height.
Over the dunes lies naught but more dunes.
The right spines of the cronck spider lie there .
And he flew into the heavens, she did too,
both with brown feathers that had sprouted,
shouting into the air with a force as yet unknown,
a peculiar beam of force.
A force cracking-streaking through the thunder sky,
arching and undulating with power.
This forceful beam made its way
to the great giant Grogonoth,
who had used his powerful
grip to wrench the earth from its bone,
and devour it for his own pleasures.
The beam struck him once, twice, three times,
and with a final groan, Grogonoth shattered into pieces.
These formed the mountains, the cliffs, and the stones.
His tears formed the oceans, and his breath the winds.
Like he said, I do also what i DO always
but nonetheless I am doing something stranger
than a pit pit eating-a-words in the mouth.
whenever a cloud sundays smacks of laminate tile,
and the rich partition writhes with doing what is,
leave behind mere queens and her great majesty Prince Questonthony
Wall of shame, Wall off shame, well in shame, Well of shame,
are you you you you the same?
will you speak as one-in-the-ground speaks,
like the mandrake root bellowing with.
Dog, smell what you do, look to the sky and see
smell with your nos.
hear with u ear.
Taste with ur face.
And he saw that it was good.
II.
Never say, like the ones who appear as statues in form,
and stone grey in their apathetic countenances, never say,
like the green ones who quell and quimp with psuedo-pomp,
never say, like the rag handle man who quivers
with something unknown, never say, as they do, that the stones
and stars and pieces are nothing more than what they are!
For what they are is a tramponium, do you understand?
They are a quandifinium Startoon
Do you see?
Lately a spine has shot down the backs of those most hated
by most. This spine has taken the shape of a barb, a spine most
wonderful in shape but also colorful in many ways.
It looks like the skin of the albacore.
Do not wither, ye who slaves in the light of your brother, who,
by way of chance,
has climbed to a superficial height.
Over the dunes lies naught but more dunes.
The right spines of the cronck spider lie there .
And he flew into the heavens, she did too,
both with brown feathers that had sprouted,
shouting into the air with a force as yet unknown,
a peculiar beam of force.
A force cracking-streaking through the thunder sky,
arching and undulating with power.
This forceful beam made its way
to the great giant Grogonoth,
who had used his powerful
grip to wrench the earth from its bone,
and devour it for his own pleasures.
The beam struck him once, twice, three times,
and with a final groan, Grogonoth shattered into pieces.
These formed the mountains, the cliffs, and the stones.
His tears formed the oceans, and his breath the winds.
May 11, 2010
more stolen poetry, although the person knows its stolen, this really isnt stolen, its a misunderstanding, really
Really imagine this
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Society promises of life
The sweet king will talk to me within my heart and
I will see the End of frowning
in a tunneling sea
If you can get within me
I will happily grant you happiness as
i am the true jo smith
Giving up is accepting the hemorrhoid of life
life
Feel different about this thing that i am new true you sleept i weept
find god
pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops pork chops
Society promises of life
The sweet king will talk to me within my heart and
I will see the End of frowning
in a tunneling sea
If you can get within me
I will happily grant you happiness as
i am the true jo smith
Giving up is accepting the hemorrhoid of life
life
Feel different about this thing that i am new true you sleept i weept
find god
May 10, 2010
Crate & Barral
Kingdome RIP 1965-2008
I rang a bell if knowing what
To do i DID it, knowing
what TO DO i did it,
Ringing that bell, singing that
Song, About to know what i was
Doing with my time.
With
My
Days,
Took those steps,
Ate that meat,
What was it for
Who was i here for?
Did i know what i was doing
when i did it, did i even
wonder why? Am I now?
They gave me a look, They knew
Looked away, moved on, understood
Respected? Avoided, nothing
HE WALKS
dont know.
a 7 year old boy
struggles
I rang a bell if knowing what
To do i DID it, knowing
what TO DO i did it,
Ringing that bell, singing that
Song, About to know what i was
Doing with my time.
With
My
Days,
Took those steps,
Ate that meat,
What was it for
Who was i here for?
Did i know what i was doing
when i did it, did i even
wonder why? Am I now?
They gave me a look, They knew
Looked away, moved on, understood
Respected? Avoided, nothing
HE WALKS
dont know.
a 7 year old boy
struggles
May 6, 2010
THIS IS MY LIFE
TH IS IS M Y LIFE
T H I S IS M Y L IFE
T H IS IS MY LIF E
TH IS IS MY LI FE
THIS IS MY LIFE
TH IS MY LI FE
T HI S IS MY LIFE
T HI S I S MY LIF E
TH IS IS M Y LI FE
T H I S IS M Y L IFE
T H IS IS MY LIF E
TH IS IS MY LI FE
THIS IS MY LIFE
TH IS MY LI FE
T HI S IS MY LIFE
T HI S I S MY LIF E
TH IS IS M Y LI FE
LOOPS
I walk from room to room in my house
ALABAST MANANORANDAS CART OPPOSE!
doing various things, frantically
SARAYAT THIS PERSONIFIED TRUSTED HATRED!
to try and appease some mysterious urge,
SAME ATROCIOUS FRATERNITY MASK APROPRO MOTTTTTTTJASDFLAJSDFLASDIFJ!
some unknown and unquenchable need,
VIOLENT ENRAGING SNARE OF A QUELL!
but everything fails.
DARNG AGABBOT THIS MANE OF MY OWN !
DRAT THE BLASTED SPECK OF SPECK OF PECK OF GOLD HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
ALABAST MANANORANDAS CART OPPOSE!
doing various things, frantically
SARAYAT THIS PERSONIFIED TRUSTED HATRED!
to try and appease some mysterious urge,
SAME ATROCIOUS FRATERNITY MASK APROPRO MOTTTTTTTJASDFLAJSDFLASDIFJ!
some unknown and unquenchable need,
VIOLENT ENRAGING SNARE OF A QUELL!
but everything fails.
DARNG AGABBOT THIS MANE OF MY OWN !
DRAT THE BLASTED SPECK OF SPECK OF PECK OF GOLD HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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