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Title: poetry with reier
Post by: Reier on September 04, 2013, 06:01:20 PM
we have to write poems in english II


An Ode to Times Long Past Because They Happened Before Now

 
When I was young
People older than me were old
Now I'm old
Those people are dead
I'm wearing lederhosen

 
Hydrogen Bonding

 
Bam
Out of the smoke or whatever there's lightning and pyrotechnics
The above statement was supposed to grab your attention
I hope I did a good job
Anyway this is stupid

 
Methane

 
Jimmy's fart echoed all over the town
It broke windows and made children cry
Poor Jimmy
He just can't hold them in
But also poor town
They're all dead
Someone light a match

 
The Race of the Downtrodden

 
There once was a young Caecilian
His name was Titus Maximilian
He tried a 5K
But it took him three days
BECAUSE HE DIDN'T HAVE ANY FREAKING LIMBS OR ANYTHING

 
POV

 
Long ago in the small town of New York
There lived a beautiful girl named Katrina
They called her Katrina because
That was her name




im gonna get expelled
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Merrick on September 04, 2013, 06:09:49 PM
Black sky,
Black trees,
Black cars,
Black keys.

I am Stevie Wonder.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: HurricaneAndrew on September 04, 2013, 06:57:52 PM
Ode to the Turd

Here I sit all broken hearted
Because I tried to sh** and only farted
I've sat and sat, waited and waited
So I thought of you and masturbated
An hour later I'll take a chance
I'll try to fart but sh** my pants



Senseless

Haikus are awesome
but sometimes they don't make sense
Refrigerator
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Kossokei on September 04, 2013, 07:59:58 PM
Wanna slice?

Now I defy a tenet gallantly
Of circle canon law: these integers
Importing circles' quotients are, we see,
Unwieldy long series of cockle burs
Put all together, get no clarity;
Mnemonics shan't describeth so reformed
Creating, with a grammercy plainly,
A sonnet liberated yet conformed.
Strangely, the queer'st rules I manipulate
Being followéd, do facilitate
Whimsical musings from geometric bard.
This poesy, unabashed as it's distressed,
Evolvéd coherent - a simple test,
Discov'ring poetry no numerals jarred.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Badnik96 on September 04, 2013, 09:25:45 PM
Hipster Badnik used poetry in his sig before it was cool.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: MassimoV on September 04, 2013, 09:38:14 PM
Now, this is a story all about how
 My life got flipped-turned upside down
 And I'd like to take a minute
 Just sit right there
 I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air

 In west Philadelphia born and raised
 On the playground was where I spent most of my days
 Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
 And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
 When a couple of guys who were up to no good
 Started making trouble in my neighborhood
 I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
 She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'

 I begged and pleaded with her day after day
 But she packed my suit case and sent me on my way
 She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
 I put my Walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.

 First class, yo this is bad
 Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
 Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
 Hmmmmm this might be alright.

 But wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that
 Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat?
 I don't think so
 I'll see when I get there
 I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air

 Well, the plane landed and when I came out
 There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
 I ain't trying to get arrested yet
 I just got here
 I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared

 I whistled for a cab and when it came near
 The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
 If anything I could say that this cab was rare
 But I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'Yo, homes to Bel Air'

 I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
 And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
 I looked at my kingdom
 I was finally there
 To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Badnik96 on September 04, 2013, 09:41:58 PM
Also reier your stuff is friggin funny man.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Resetti's Replicas on September 05, 2013, 12:09:54 AM
Now, this is spaghetti all about how

My mom got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called mom's spaghetti 
In west  spaghetti born and raised
On the  spaghetti  was where I spent most of my moms
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some mom's spaghetti outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my spaghetti 
I got in one little fight and my mom's spaghetti
She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and spaghetti in Bel Air'

I whistled for a  spaghetti  and when it came near
The license plate said mom's spaghetti  and it had  spaghetti in the mirror
If anything I could say that this  spaghetti  was rare
But I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'Yo, mom to Bel Air'

I pulled up to the  spaghetti  about mom's or  spaghetti 
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo mom smell ya later'
I looked at my spaghetti 
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the mom's spaghetti
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Philippa on September 05, 2013, 01:56:11 AM
Roses are red...

Violets are red...

Grass is red...

Oh sh** the garden's on fire.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Mr. AS on September 05, 2013, 05:27:34 AM
This is your left, and that's your left.
This is your left. That's your left!
This is your right, and that's your right.
This is your right. That's your right!

This is your left, and that's your left.
This is your left. That's your left!
This is your right, and that's your right.
This is your right. That's your right!

That's your left, and that's your right.

This is your left, and that's your left.
This is your left, and that's your left.
This is your left. That's your left.
That's your left, and that's your left.

Left.
Right.

Lean to your left.
Lean to your right.
Lean to your left.
Uh-uh, that's your right.
Lean to your right.
Hey, you got it right!

That's your left, and that's your right.

This is your left, and that's your left.
This is your left. That's your left!
This is your right, and that's your right.
This is your right. That's your right!

This is your left, and that's your left.
This is your left. That's your left!
This is your right, and that's your right.
This is your right. You're gonna die.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Reier on September 08, 2013, 02:55:30 PM
Fromage

My best friend is a stick
We are on a monorail
It is going to the station
We're cool with the current situation
And even though it is just a small stick
And we both like films and flicks
It will always be a slightly larger stick to me

adieu
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: HurricaneAndrew on September 09, 2013, 02:01:33 PM
Slob on my knob
Like corn on the cob
Check in with me, and do your job
Lay on the bed, and give me head
Don't have to ask, don't have to beg
Juicy is my name
Sex is my game
Let's call the boys, let's run a train
Squeeze on my nuts
Lick on my butt
The natural curly hair, please don't touch
First find a mate
Second find a place
Third find a bag, to hide the ho face
Real name rover
I said bend over
I started to knock, then came the odor
Smelled like mush
Shouldn't had a woosh
Told her to stop, and take a douche
While she did that
I didn't want the cat
So I bounced out and never came back
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Kid_Krusher13 on September 11, 2013, 02:23:59 AM
And Now A Poem By a stoner

The sky Is Yellow
That cloud looks like a swan
Man I'm so high right now
Wait, what am I doing?
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: frezal on September 24, 2013, 01:13:28 AM
I study poetry, and you have no idea how much I want to take a red pen to everything in this thread.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Philippa on September 24, 2013, 01:42:10 AM
Roses are red,
The curtains were blue,
Analysing poetry is useless crap,
Haven't you got something important to do?
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: frezal on September 24, 2013, 02:30:00 AM
Quote from: Kurt Wylde on September 24, 2013, 01:42:10 AM
Roses are red,
The curtains were blue,
Analysing poetry is useless crap,
Haven't you got something important to do?
Poets don't give a sh** about the curtains. That's what fiction writers are for.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: helloface on September 24, 2013, 12:08:05 PM
The soft wind blows
The earth slowly crumbles
That was fancy sh** right there
I'm going to go braid my nose hair
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Kid_Krusher13 on September 25, 2013, 09:16:01 AM
And now a poetry from Storm II

I got screwed over, in series 7
I almost sent Typhoon 2, into heaven
But because I lost, my front wedge
I now work for Consuela, would you like some lemon pledge?
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Naryar on November 04, 2013, 04:18:33 AM
Reier, you are being an idiot.

I mean, reporting things for "foul language" in CHATTERBOX ?
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Jonzu95 on November 04, 2013, 05:19:23 AM
Quote from: Naryar on November 04, 2013, 04:18:33 AM
Reier, you are being an idiot.

I mean, reporting things for "foul language" in CHATTERBOX ?
What else can you expect from Reier?
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Philippa on November 04, 2013, 10:55:12 AM
A haiku, I call it Banhammer.

"Talking nasty ways,
Is worthy of a long ban,
So you will not post."
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: cephalopod on November 04, 2013, 01:57:20 PM
How about some futurist percussive poetry?

Ram Dam 12.
Sizzle mop,
Safety net.
Hot! Hot! Hot!
Void.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: playzooki on November 04, 2013, 02:02:12 PM
ooh this looks fun

uuuuuuuh

I went to the shop
To get some chips
And then i got shot
In my dangly bits

 :dumb) :dumb) :dumb) :dumb)
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Philippa on November 04, 2013, 02:19:33 PM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7UKpZxM-c9w# (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7UKpZxM-c9w#)

Everybody loves Blackadder.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: AlexGRFan97 on November 04, 2013, 02:42:59 PM
Bitches ain't sh** but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Get the **** out after you're done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run

Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: cephalopod on November 04, 2013, 02:48:15 PM
Quote from: AlexGRFan97 on November 04, 2013, 02:42:59 PM
EDIT: WOW YOU GAIZ HAVE CENSORS NAO?


I wish it would censor unfunny too.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: HurricaneAndrew on November 04, 2013, 03:04:46 PM
Alcohol, pussy and weed.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: AlexGRFan97 on November 04, 2013, 03:05:41 PM
ok fine, that's the way you play it
If what you say is true, I'm gonna say it
This is the chatterbox
Ya can't do shít
Complain all you want
This has no wit
Wait, is that Naryar? With his justice fist?
I better run, before I get on the ban list
I'm out of breath and my nose is runny
All I can say is this poem was goddamn u*****y

WOAH IT DOES WORK
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Philippa on November 04, 2013, 03:24:22 PM
Scunthorpe.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Mr. AS on November 04, 2013, 03:31:13 PM
Quote from: Craaig on November 04, 2013, 02:48:15 PM
Quote from: AlexGRFan97 on November 04, 2013, 02:42:59 PM
EDIT: WOW YOU GAIZ HAVE CENSORS NAO?


I wish it would censor unfunny too.
its perfectly ok though! because hes being unfunny ironically and le trolling all of gtm, haha lelelel ( ° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ° ͜ʖ ͡°) xd xd.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: AlexGRFan97 on November 04, 2013, 03:43:23 PM
Your life sounds really fun I'm jel
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Naryar on November 04, 2013, 03:48:08 PM
Quote from: Mr. AwesumSauce on November 04, 2013, 03:31:13 PM
Quote from: Craaig on November 04, 2013, 02:48:15 PM
Quote from: AlexGRFan97 on November 04, 2013, 02:42:59 PM
EDIT: WOW YOU GAIZ HAVE CENSORS NAO?


I wish it would censor unfunny too.
its perfectly ok though! because hes being unfunny ironically and le trolling all of gtm, haha lelelel ( ° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ° ͜ʖ ͡°) xd xd.
lololol master ruseman
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Enigm@ on November 25, 2013, 09:42:43 PM
Lil Ugly Mane – Lean Got Me ****ed Up

[Hook] X 6
Purple lean
Got me ****ed up
Got me ****ed up
Got me ****ed up

[Verse 1: Lil Ugly Mane]
I'm a project ghost, I'm a hood apparition
Murder on my mind; money is my mission
Dro I been smokin', Grams I been sniffin'
All black attire with the lean that I'm sippin'
I'm a boss, I'mma put you in the cemetary
Picture of my middle finger next to your obituary
Illegal operations, my guns is military
Need no ground business, my constituents is visionary
Never disrespect me unless you wanna die
I could roll to yo hood in a short drive
Blow yo mother****in' dome with a .45
Snatch yo bitch at the club, leave you mortified
Playa that's whats up
Playa pass that cup
This purple lean has got yo' boy feelin' so ****ed up

[Hook] X 4

[Verse 2: Lil Ugly Mane]
I be leanin'
Codeine demon
Ugly mane posted up, black diamonds gleamin'
Pocket full of clips, that's bananas
Shoot the bandana off of any ho that want that Anna
This ain't a posse cut, Playa it's just me
And you don't want that Ugly Mane, playa trust me
Man I'm ****ed up, on that purple lean
'Bout to show this ****in' trick what murder means
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Naryar on November 26, 2013, 01:09:34 AM
you should team up with massimov for extra swag
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: helloface on November 26, 2013, 06:16:40 PM
Quote from: Naryar on November 26, 2013, 01:09:34 AM
you should team up with massimov for extra swag
Swag Team
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: MassimoV on November 26, 2013, 06:43:31 PM
Quote from: Naryar on November 26, 2013, 01:09:34 AM
you should team up with massimov for extra swag
Quote from: Enigma on November 25, 2013, 09:42:43 PM
Lil Ugly Mane – Lean Got Me ****ed Up

[Hook] X 6
Purple lean
Got me ****ed up
Got me ****ed up
Got me ****ed up

[Verse 1: Lil Ugly Mane]
I'm a project ghost, I'm a hood apparition
Murder on my mind; money is my mission
Dro I been smokin', Grams I been sniffin'
All black attire with the lean that I'm sippin'
I'm a boss, I'mma put you in the cemetary
Picture of my middle finger next to your obituary
Illegal operations, my guns is military
Need no ground business, my constituents is visionary
Never disrespect me unless you wanna die
I could roll to yo hood in a short drive
Blow yo mother****in' dome with a .45
Snatch yo bitch at the club, leave you mortified
Playa that's whats up
Playa pass that cup
This purple lean has got yo' boy feelin' so ****ed up

[Hook] X 4

[Verse 2: Lil Ugly Mane]
I be leanin'
Codeine demon
Ugly mane posted up, black diamonds gleamin'
Pocket full of clips, that's bananas
Shoot the bandana off of any ho that want that Anna
This ain't a posse cut, Playa it's just me
And you don't want that Ugly Mane, playa trust me
Man I'm ****ed up, on that purple lean
'Bout to show this ****in' trick what murder means
Yo Mutha****in Nigma...
I gotch you homie...

Yo yo yo...

Can't stop me, no you can't stop me
Can't stop me, no you can't stop me

Can't stop me, no you can't stop me
I raise supreme, the king, I'm so BAD
I know I seem concrete and innocent
Can't mistake I dissolve in all the adrenaline
My soul and I won't stop at any man before I ride till the end
My friend a real champion
Time is tickin I might explode
I have no options my time to blow
No patience move or get rolled
Cause in the end y'all want em here so let's go
So let's go........ So let's, so let's go

Can't stop me no you can't stop me
Can't stop me no you can't stop me

I'm not a full slide don't let em in
Gotta beg safe for those that need medicine
At this point, I strike hard and venomous
Pull forward, charge I'm smokin mas venopit
I know I seem calm, cool, innocent
Can't mistake I dissolve in all the adrenaline
My soul and I won't stop at any man
Ride to the end, my friend a real champion
Cause in the end, y'all want em here so you can't stop me
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Enigm@ on November 27, 2013, 01:21:54 PM
Quote from: MassimoV on November 26, 2013, 06:43:31 PM
Quote from: Naryar on November 26, 2013, 01:09:34 AM
you should team up with massimov for extra swag
Quote from: Enigma on November 25, 2013, 09:42:43 PM
Lil Ugly Mane – Lean Got Me ****ed Up

[Hook] X 6
Purple lean
Got me ****ed up
Got me ****ed up
Got me ****ed up

[Verse 1: Lil Ugly Mane]
I'm a project ghost, I'm a hood apparition
Murder on my mind; money is my mission
Dro I been smokin', Grams I been sniffin'
All black attire with the lean that I'm sippin'
I'm a boss, I'mma put you in the cemetary
Picture of my middle finger next to your obituary
Illegal operations, my guns is military
Need no ground business, my constituents is visionary
Never disrespect me unless you wanna die
I could roll to yo hood in a short drive
Blow yo mother****in' dome with a .45
Snatch yo bitch at the club, leave you mortified
Playa that's whats up
Playa pass that cup
This purple lean has got yo' boy feelin' so ****ed up

[Hook] X 4

[Verse 2: Lil Ugly Mane]
I be leanin'
Codeine demon
Ugly mane posted up, black diamonds gleamin'
Pocket full of clips, that's bananas
Shoot the bandana off of any ho that want that Anna
This ain't a posse cut, Playa it's just me
And you don't want that Ugly Mane, playa trust me
Man I'm ****ed up, on that purple lean
'Bout to show this ****in' trick what murder means
Yo Mutha****in Nigma...
I gotch you homie...

Yo yo yo...

Can't stop me, no you can't stop me
Can't stop me, no you can't stop me

Can't stop me, no you can't stop me
I raise supreme, the king, I'm so BAD
I know I seem concrete and innocent
Can't mistake I dissolve in all the adrenaline
My soul and I won't stop at any man before I ride till the end
My friend a real champion
Time is tickin I might explode
I have no options my time to blow
No patience move or get rolled
Cause in the end y'all want em here so let's go
So let's go........ So let's, so let's go

Can't stop me no you can't stop me
Can't stop me no you can't stop me

I'm not a full slide don't let em in
Gotta beg safe for those that need medicine
At this point, I strike hard and venomous
Pull forward, charge I'm smokin mas venopit
I know I seem calm, cool, innocent
Can't mistake I dissolve in all the adrenaline
My soul and I won't stop at any man
Ride to the end, my friend a real champion
Cause in the end, y'all want em here so you can't stop me

2 Chainz – I'm Different

Mustard on the beat!
I'm different, yeah I'm different
I'm different, yeah I'm different
I'm different, yeah I'm different
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
Middle finger up to my competition
I'm different, yeah I'm different
I'm different, yeah I'm different
I'm different, yeah I'm different
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing

[Verse 1]
Pull up to the scene, but my roof gone
When I leave the scene, bet your boo gone
And I beat the pussy like a new song
2 Chainz but I got me a few on
Everything hot, skip lukewarm
Tell shawty to bust it open, Uncle Luke on
Got the present for the present and a gift wrapping
I don't feel good, but my trigger happy
But the stripper happy, but they wish they had me
And I wish a nigga would, like a kitchen cabinet
And me and you are cut from a different fabric
I ****ed her so good it's a bad habit
Bitch sit down, you got a bad atti'
Gave her the wrong number and a bad addy
You ain't going nowhere like a bad navi
Ass so big, I told her to look back at it
Look back it, look back it
Then put a fat rabbit on the Craftmatic
I am so high...attic
I am so high like an...addict

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
2 Chainz got your girl on the celly
And when I get off the celly
I made her meet at the telly
When she meet at the telly
I put it straight in her belly
When it go in the belly, it ain't sh** you can tell me
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don't get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don't get along
I paid a thousand dollars for my sneakers
Ye told ya, a 100k for a feature
Eee-err Eee-err, sound of the bed
Beat it up, beat it up, then I get some head
Well I might get some head, then I beat it up
I don't give a ****, switch it up, nigga live it up
Yeah it's going down, so get up
Might valet park a Brinks truck

[Hook]
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: Badger on November 27, 2013, 02:00:21 PM
Forfeit the game
Before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame
And puts your name to shame
Cover up your face
You can't run the race
The pace is too fast
You just won't last

 -Linkin Park
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: HurricaneAndrew on November 28, 2013, 02:37:34 PM
I was gettin' some head.
Gettin', gettin' some head.
I was gettin' some head.
Gettin', gettin' some head.
I was gettin' some head.
Gettin', gettin' some head.
You the kinda girl that makes my toes pop.
Title: Re: poetry with reier
Post by: frezal on December 23, 2013, 03:51:29 PM
Feast thine eyes on my latest poetry portfolio:

http://issuu.com/jefferyshellenbarger/docs/attack_gluttons (http://issuu.com/jefferyshellenbarger/docs/attack_gluttons)
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