This is just a fun poetry competition. try not to be rude and DEFINETLY not racist. or sexist. ill start. You'll never make it through they said, They're bound to pick another, You are a loser, always were, so i said "thank you mother-.-". But i am no contortionist, i cant juggle a ball, i havent got a friendly pet... ive got no friends at all. Or i could do some magic! oh that much is clear, for when i enter a crowded room... the girls just disappear... it doesnt really matter though, because ill try any trick, just to get me on the phone, Tell the devs they're Greedy Shits. Whether i make it through tonight, that i do not know, but at least i can say to my dad, Captain's given it a go... Let the competition begin! CaptainBritannia PS: thank you Rose for the idea! ^.^
How CaptainBrittania was made Take some Picts, Celts and Silures And let them settle, Then overrun them with Roman conquerors. Remove the Romans after approximately 400 years Add lots of Norman French to some Angles, Saxons, Jutes and Vikings, then stir vigorously. Mix some hot Chileans, cool Jamaicans, Dominicans, Trinidadians and Bajans with some Ethiopians, Chinese, Vietnamese and Sudanese. Then take a blend of Somalians, Sri Lankans, Nigerians And Pakistanis, Combine with some Guyanese And turn up the heat. Sprinkle some fresh Indians, Malaysians, Bosnians, Iraqis and Bangladeshis together with some Afghans, Spanish, Turkish, Kurdish, Japanese And Palestinians Then add to the melting pot. Leave the ingredients to simmer. As they mix and blend allow their languages to flourish Binding them together with English. Allow time to be cool. Add some unity, understanding, and respect for the future, Serve with justice And enjoy. Note: All the ingredients are equally important. Treating one ingredient better than another will leave a bitter unpleasant taste.
Funny people eat bunnys Funkies eat monkeys Ducks eat trucks Spoons eat moons You eat glue I eat you Would a wood-peck, peck wood if a wood-peck could peck wood. (say the wood peck one really quickly)
Poem name: People and Aliens People, People, What they can do to you, They can make you smile, They can even be rude, But one thing about them, This will never change, The personalities, they range, This makes you you, this makes me me. Everyone is different, Can't you see? But one thing to fear, and this is not a myth. When the aliens take over China, and give us a gift. I don't know.
Do you ever get a feeling, That something isn't meant to be, No matter if you try and try, It's simply destiny, I've felt this once or twice you see, And I cannot comprehend, That even if I do my best, Il go nowhere in the end, I'd always thought that if I tried, In the end things would be fine, But no you see, it's not to be, She never will be mine I'd been told before that it wouldn't work, But I decided to go ahead, And rather than winning her heart, I'd broken mine instead, Though that was some time ago, I can't put those feelings to rest, They're still there deep down inside, Feels like there's broken glass in my chest, And even though it's hopeless, I'm still waiting here today even if it's to no avail, Il wait for her anyway.
A little one that I wrote back in 3rd grade... The cat creeps in on silent feet Like dusk creeps up on day Ears laid back, it scents the air, Then, like a theif, steals away As pink dawn comes, the cat is gone Like color in the night But only to wait for tomorrows eve Like a bat, who hides from the sun. Not my best, but I wrote it in 3rd grade.
jake thats a lovely emotional peice. forward it to Scouting For Girls (band) and see if they'll use it in an upcoming song...