Aberinkula Posted April 27, 2008 Share Posted April 27, 2008 [COLOR="DarkSlateGray"][SIZE="1"]Here you can make limericks. Limericks are a type of poem that follow a pattern. [B][CENTER]A... A... B... B... A...[/CENTER][/B] So here is an example, [CENTER]Someday I will go to Peru, when there I will poop in a shoe. But perhaps I will find, some other funny rhyme. But this for now, will have to do.[/CENTER] So have fun! And remember the pattern. Here are some I made. Oh my god I just ate like a pig. And soon I will have 20 figs. Soon I'll be fat, and than I'll eat like a rat. But for laughs I will wear a fox wig. "Ha" I said to the maid, "These limes don't make lemonaid." But then she spread open a door, and soon something flooded the floor. And there lime lemonaid laid. There once was a young lady of ten. Who layed eggs like a hen. She layed fifteen underneath the cankles of her feet, and she named her stomach roll Sven. [/SIZE][/COLOR] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Allamorph Posted April 27, 2008 Share Posted April 27, 2008 [FONT=Arial]There once was a Ninja from Nantucket Who kept all of his swords in a bucket. He started to spin And he said with a grin: "When I let this thing go, you best duck it!" [INDENT][SIZE="1"][I]?The Ask-A-Ninja[/I][/SIZE][/INDENT][/FONT] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rachmaninoff Posted April 29, 2008 Share Posted April 29, 2008 This is called waking up way too early and writing something that later today I'll mostly likely be doing this when I read it again: [I] *headdesk*[/I] [INDENT]You have been warned...[/INDENT] There once was a member named Prem Who would jump at your every whim Just as there use to be a boy Who didn?t understand the word coy So tell me, were they stuffed into a trash bin? [INDENT]Remember kids,[I] this[/I] is [I]your[/I] brain with little to no sleep; and[I] finals![/I] XP[/INDENT] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aaryanna Posted June 17, 2008 Share Posted June 17, 2008 [COLOR="DarkGreen"][FONT="Book Antiqua"]Soft like a gentle feather Warm no matter the weather. With a gentle curl and twist A pure soft white mist: Its touch brings people together. [SIZE="1"][INDENT]- Of fluff[/INDENT][/SIZE][/FONT][/COLOR] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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