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Offline ap1102

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POETRY CONTEST
« on: May 03, 2012, 06:42:38 PM »
Here I sit broke and battered
My plane of choice is torn and tattered
I upped a spit to save the day
and got called a spit dweeb
for upping that way

I engaged 4 cons above the field
they twisted and turned and refused to yield
I shot down three but before I knew it
the fourth was on my six, I think I blew it

I cried in vain "wheres the help?"
I began to split S  and continued to yelp
My plaintive cries brought no friends
so I guess I"ll just have to up again...........

EZRhino 2012
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Offline 68ZooM

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Re: POETRY CONTEST
« Reply #1 on: May 03, 2012, 08:15:30 PM »
There once was a man from nantucket..... errrr ummmm nevermind  :uhoh
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Offline Melvin

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Re: POETRY CONTEST
« Reply #2 on: May 03, 2012, 08:34:36 PM »
OP gets


 :rofl :rofl :rofl :rofl :rofl


That's right folks, a 5 out of 5!




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Offline Tec

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Re: POETRY CONTEST
« Reply #3 on: May 03, 2012, 10:42:43 PM »
Poetry is the last refuge of the bearded, cricket hating sodomite.
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Offline 4Prop

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Re: POETRY CONTEST
« Reply #4 on: May 03, 2012, 11:03:15 PM »
roses are red,
violets are blue,
my name is dave,
this poem makes no sence,
refrigerator.
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Offline phatzo

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Re: POETRY CONTEST
« Reply #5 on: May 03, 2012, 11:08:53 PM »
In the steamy, sensual rivercave of my mind
 I stumble, I stagger, I stammer
 Like some crazy South Korean circus clown
 Lost, lonely, lifeless, laconically lazy
 Marooned, marooned
 I'm on a lagoon
 I am an island
 I am an isthmus
 I come from Bermuda
 I don't believe in Christmas
 look out oh sinister holy man
 look out oh righteous Bolshevik
 I care no longer for your petty problems
 I make my own decisions now
 Today I laugh, I joke, I chitter chatter chitter
 But tomorrow, tomorrow I go to Phillip Island
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Offline Melvin

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Re: POETRY CONTEST
« Reply #6 on: May 03, 2012, 11:20:51 PM »
Quote from: phatzo on May 03, 2012, 11:08:53 PM
In the steamy, sensual rivercave of my mind
 I stumble, I stagger, I stammer
 Like some crazy South Korean circus clown
 Lost, lonely, lifeless, laconically lazy
 Marooned, marooned
 I'm on a lagoon
 I am an island
 I am an isthmus
 I come from Bermuda
 I don't believe in Christmas
 look out oh sinister holy man
 look out oh righteous Bolshevik
 I care no longer for your petty problems
 I make my own decisions now
 Today I laugh, I joke, I chitter chatter chitter
 But tomorrow, tomorrow I go to Phillip Island


Praise Jehova
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Offline ozrocker

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Re: POETRY CONTEST
« Reply #7 on: May 04, 2012, 07:50:57 AM »
There was a young man from St. Claire
Who was banging his wife on the stair.
The bannister broke, so he doubled his stroke.
And finished her off in midair.

                                                                                                                           :cheers: Oz
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Offline titanic3

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Re: POETRY CONTEST
« Reply #8 on: May 04, 2012, 08:03:58 AM »
Quote from: ozrocker on May 04, 2012, 07:50:57 AM
There was a young man from St. Claire
Who was banging his wife on the stair.
The bannister broke, so he doubled his stroke.
And finished her off in midair.

                                                                                                                           :cheers: Oz

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Offline ap1102

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Re: POETRY CONTEST
« Reply #9 on: May 04, 2012, 09:08:09 AM »
leave it to the guy from joisey to drag this thread into the gutter..............lol
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Offline Shuffler

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Re: POETRY CONTEST
« Reply #10 on: May 04, 2012, 09:09:41 AM »
I was here
Oh dear
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Offline Slate

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Re: POETRY CONTEST
« Reply #11 on: May 04, 2012, 10:33:50 AM »
   Here I sit Broken Hearted,
  Tried to Sh*t but only farted.


         unknown urinal composer       

       :bolt:
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Offline Devil 505

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Re: POETRY CONTEST
« Reply #12 on: May 04, 2012, 11:45:41 AM »
Quote from: Slate on May 04, 2012, 10:33:50 AM
   Here I sit Broken Hearted,
  Tried to Sh*t but only farted.


         unknown urinal composer       

       :bolt:

Here I sit in stinky vapor,
for someone used the last of the toilet paper.
Shall I stay, shall I linger,
or shall I be forced to use my finger.


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Offline tunnelrat

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Re: POETRY CONTEST
« Reply #13 on: May 04, 2012, 03:16:46 PM »
The XO screamed, quite perturb'd
Tried to take off, but only got Whirb'd

I winged over for a look, and what did I see
streams of angry tracers flashed by my IID

I barreled down, gave the throttle a chop
skidded to the left, took one in the prop

I turned dead on him, my fate already sealed
tracking my moves, his lethal battery wheeled

I slammed the throttle forward, smoke poured from the cams
If a K4's got taters, well then I got yams

He was in my sights, I expected to die
But in camping the base, his stores'd run dry

I unleashed fury, underwing monsters spit
the first two went long, but their sisters hit

to the left I rolled, with a sharp bank
panning, smoke! a burning tank!

I smirked and snickered, tittered with glee
I saw my kill, but not the damned tree!


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Offline Devil 505

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Re: POETRY CONTEST
« Reply #14 on: May 04, 2012, 04:18:55 PM »
Quote from: tunnelrat on May 04, 2012, 03:16:46 PM
The XO screamed, quite perturb'd
Tried to take off, but only got Whirb'd

I winged over for a look, and what did I see
streams of angry tracers flashed by my IID

I barreled down, gave the throttle a chop
skidded to the left, took one in the prop

I turned dead on him, my fate already sealed
tracking my moves, his lethal battery wheeled

I slammed the throttle forward, smoke poured from the cams
If a K4's got taters, well then I got yams

He was in my sights, I expected to die
But in camping the base, his stores'd run dry

I unleashed fury, underwing monsters spit
the first two went long, but their sisters hit

to the left I rolled, with a sharp bank
panning, smoke! a burning tank!

I smirked and snickered, tittered with glee
I saw my kill, but not the damned tree!



:rofl :rofl :rofl
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