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11-19-2004, 07:04 PM
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The Yellow Rose of the Republic (communal iambic heptameter)
Ok all y'all. Lets get a little crazy.
Iambic heptameter [shock] [whine] aww... c'mon use your brain a little here Emily Dickinson is probably the most prolific user of this type of verse Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away My labor, and my leisure too, For his civility.[...] many more examples at http://academic.brooklyn.cuny.edu/en...son.html#poems My own meager attempt in this realm from JT's kitten thread: Today I hit a kitten with my cold and cunning car the paint was unaffected nor the finish did it mar Poor infant feline called by Death by mine own hands depart and live again a'dumpstered back behind this grey Wal Mart The fun thing about these poems is that they all can be sung to the tune of "Glory glory hallelujah" or "The Yellow Rose of Texas" or many of the hymns in most church's hymn books. So! Lets give it a shot, shall we? Add as many lines as you feel inspired to contribute...
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11-19-2004, 07:07 PM
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My coffee cup is empty and
my ass is dragging hard I fear my health is failing and my gut has turned to lard
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11-19-2004, 07:19 PM
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Lollypop!
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My coffee cup is empty and
my ass is dragging hard I fear my health is failing and my gut has turned to lard I drive to work with rage and barely make it in alive My boss is on my back and I can't wait until it's five
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11-19-2004, 08:18 PM
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Brains! Brains!
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My coffee cup is empty and
my ass is dragging hard I fear my health is failing and my gut has turned to lard I drive to work with rage and barely make it in alive My boss is on my back and I can't wait until it's five Imprisoned in my chair I find My eyes begin to strain Computer keys a-rat-tat-tat that masticate my brain |
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11-19-2004, 08:33 PM
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Lollypop!
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My coffee cup is empty and
my ass is dragging hard I fear my health is failing and my gut has turned to lard I drive to work with rage and barely make it in alive My boss is on my back and I can't wait until it's five Imprisoned in my chair I find My eyes begin to strain Computer keys a-rat-tat-tat that masticate my brain I ate pure crap for lunch and now I feel just like a slob My pants don't fit so well And I feel just like the blob
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11-19-2004, 08:42 PM
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Brains! Brains!
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My coffee cup is empty and
my ass is dragging hard I fear my health is failing and my gut has turned to lard I drive to work with rage and barely make it in alive My boss is on my back and I can't wait until it's five Imprisoned in my chair I find My eyes begin to strain Computer keys a-rat-tat-tat that masticate my brain I ate pure crap for lunch and now I feel just like a slob My pants don't fit so well And I feel just like the blob My tummy is a rumbling I hope this time will pass I’m lucky that I work alone I can’t hold back this gas |
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11-19-2004, 08:48 PM
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Lollypop!
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My coffee cup is empty and
my ass is dragging hard I fear my health is failing and my gut has turned to lard I drive to work with rage and barely make it in alive My boss is on my back and I can't wait until it's five Imprisoned in my chair I find My eyes begin to strain Computer keys a-rat-tat-tat that masticate my brain I ate pure crap for lunch and now I feel just like a slob My pants don't fit so well And I feel just like the blob My tummy is a rumbling I hope this time will pass I’m lucky that I work alone I can’t hold back this gas My hard drive crashed 3 times I think i'm going to lose my mind The sun is shining on my screen I think i'm going blind
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11-20-2004, 07:23 AM
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My coffee cup is empty and
my ass is dragging hard I fear my health is failing and my gut has turned to lard I drive to work with rage and barely make it in alive My boss is on my back and I can't wait until it's five Imprisoned in my chair I find My eyes begin to strain Computer keys a-rat-tat-tat that masticate my brain I ate pure crap for lunch and now I feel just like a slob My pants don't fit so well And I feel just like the blob My tummy is a rumbling I hope this time will pass I’m lucky that I work alone I can’t hold back this gas My hard drive crashed 3 times I think i'm going to lose my mind The sun is shining on my screen I think i'm going blind I hate my job, I hate the world And everything just sucks But I stay upon the planet 'Cause that's how I make the bucks
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11-21-2004, 07:31 AM
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The moon it lifts above my fence
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11-21-2004, 07:40 AM
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meretricious dilettante
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The moon it lifts above my fence
I see it big and bold;
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11-22-2004, 05:58 PM
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Brains! Brains!
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The moon it lifts above my fence
I see it big and bold; It glares upon the ground below |
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11-22-2004, 11:42 PM
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Cheeses Save
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The moon it lifts above my fence
I see it big and bold; It glares upon the ground below It withers, white and cold. |
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11-23-2004, 02:54 AM
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I used to be a girl
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The moon it lifts above my fence
I see it big and bold; It glares upon the ground below It withers, white and cold. The silv'ry moonlight glimmers o'er |
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11-25-2004, 03:05 AM
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The moon it lifts above my fence
I see it big and bold; It glares upon the ground below It withers, white and cold. The silv'ry moonlight glimmers o'er Swans sliding 'cross the silk |
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11-28-2004, 10:34 PM
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The moon it lifts above my fence
I see it big and bold; It glares upon the ground below It withers, white and cold. The silv'ry moonlight glimmers o'er Swans sliding 'cross the silk Nightbirds passing show their plumage More white than morning milk |
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