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Billy6thekid: hannah had a hat,
she gave it to a bat,
on which upon she promptly sat
devilgirly123: but she didn't have a cat
devilgirly123: who peed on the mat
devilgirly123: and went rat-a-tat-tat
Billy6thekid: Flowing like a river,
the arrow flew from the quiver
and struck a flying bird
which sank deep like a heavy terd
Billy6thekid: 100 years of deep sleep
allowed the man to keep
his dreams going for the whole time.
They were big and scary
and sometimes quite hairy,
But always with a small man named Barry
Billy6thekid: Your poems are like bleeding a pig by cutting an artery
Billy6thekid: and then eating its intestines with a spoon
devilgirly123: yummy!
Billy6thekid: Brochworst(sp) anyone?
Billy6thekid: I'll take one, because i like the odor
devilgirly123: haggus
Billy6thekid: the odor?
Billy6thekid: yes, the odor, don't you love the smell of burnt flesh??
devilgirly123: ah, its like roses to me.
Billy6thekid: like roses indeed. Ham is much sweeter, especially a few days old, the sourness is lovely, reminds me of spring time
devilgirly123: yes, spring time, out in the Hungarian sun, with the whip upon your burning flesh.
Billy6thekid: and the star of david overhead, you sinning swine
Billy6thekid: take your hateful speech of satan away from my europe, i don't want your bible-shortening asses fucking with my children's hams
devilgirly123: your children don't have hams to fuck with anyways, you un-hygenic bitches. Take a shower for gods sake, and get your porky asses back in the cave you crawled out of.
Billy6thekid: While your people were building great relics to your god, my people were dancing in oak forests
Billy6thekid: but then there's the anorans
Billy6thekid: the anorans were the greatest of all
Billy6thekid: having buried their cities in the rubble of the fallen clouds
devilgirly123: ah, but they did not know what they were dealing with.
Billy6thekid: your right, they tried to lasso the moon and make it into a amusement park
devilgirly123: but the stars held it back, and the people died of the exhaustion that haunts that of failed dreams.
Billy6thekid: failed dreams...
Billy6thekid: dreams of proportion and of worth, dreams of changing the world, these are my failed dreams, only missing because of the lack of undersanding and compassion, because the numbers are what matter, and no one quite takes the time to understand, merely to criticize, they move on without a second glance, another face in the crowd, intensely shining but dark with forboding haze
Billy6thekid: the haze prevents onlookers from stopping by, so the star must make itself more bright in order to attract company
Billy6thekid: only the most keenly observant notice such a star on there own
Billy6thekid: occasionally the haze seems to disappear and the there is a glorious emergence of bright intensity
Billy6thekid: the haze is not material, but spiritual, made from the criticisms of those around
Billy6thekid: lost dreams are what we are
Billy6thekid: lost dreams are what we wish we could have been
Billy6thekid: goodnight, have some real dreams
Billy6thekid signed off at 11:50:49 PM.
she gave it to a bat,
on which upon she promptly sat
devilgirly123: but she didn't have a cat
devilgirly123: who peed on the mat
devilgirly123: and went rat-a-tat-tat
Billy6thekid: Flowing like a river,
the arrow flew from the quiver
and struck a flying bird
which sank deep like a heavy terd
Billy6thekid: 100 years of deep sleep
allowed the man to keep
his dreams going for the whole time.
They were big and scary
and sometimes quite hairy,
But always with a small man named Barry
Billy6thekid: Your poems are like bleeding a pig by cutting an artery
Billy6thekid: and then eating its intestines with a spoon
devilgirly123: yummy!
Billy6thekid: Brochworst(sp) anyone?
Billy6thekid: I'll take one, because i like the odor
devilgirly123: haggus
Billy6thekid: the odor?
Billy6thekid: yes, the odor, don't you love the smell of burnt flesh??
devilgirly123: ah, its like roses to me.
Billy6thekid: like roses indeed. Ham is much sweeter, especially a few days old, the sourness is lovely, reminds me of spring time
devilgirly123: yes, spring time, out in the Hungarian sun, with the whip upon your burning flesh.
Billy6thekid: and the star of david overhead, you sinning swine
Billy6thekid: take your hateful speech of satan away from my europe, i don't want your bible-shortening asses fucking with my children's hams
devilgirly123: your children don't have hams to fuck with anyways, you un-hygenic bitches. Take a shower for gods sake, and get your porky asses back in the cave you crawled out of.
Billy6thekid: While your people were building great relics to your god, my people were dancing in oak forests
Billy6thekid: but then there's the anorans
Billy6thekid: the anorans were the greatest of all
Billy6thekid: having buried their cities in the rubble of the fallen clouds
devilgirly123: ah, but they did not know what they were dealing with.
Billy6thekid: your right, they tried to lasso the moon and make it into a amusement park
devilgirly123: but the stars held it back, and the people died of the exhaustion that haunts that of failed dreams.
Billy6thekid: failed dreams...
Billy6thekid: dreams of proportion and of worth, dreams of changing the world, these are my failed dreams, only missing because of the lack of undersanding and compassion, because the numbers are what matter, and no one quite takes the time to understand, merely to criticize, they move on without a second glance, another face in the crowd, intensely shining but dark with forboding haze
Billy6thekid: the haze prevents onlookers from stopping by, so the star must make itself more bright in order to attract company
Billy6thekid: only the most keenly observant notice such a star on there own
Billy6thekid: occasionally the haze seems to disappear and the there is a glorious emergence of bright intensity
Billy6thekid: the haze is not material, but spiritual, made from the criticisms of those around
Billy6thekid: lost dreams are what we are
Billy6thekid: lost dreams are what we wish we could have been
Billy6thekid: goodnight, have some real dreams
Billy6thekid signed off at 11:50:49 PM.