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Post by Conan Dong on Dec 11, 2008 19:21:49 GMT -5
We'll begin a lymeric with a couplet rhyme scheme (A-A-B-B-C-C-D-D)
Each post will add an additional couplet (two lines)
Wait for someone else to post before adding more of your own lines.
Well, now to begin:
Off in the lands of Salamanca, there lived a Biting Pear
Eating both small children and beauteous maidens fair.
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Post by sascrotch on Dec 12, 2008 10:49:32 GMT -5
The townsfolk honored the beast with tributes every day
But when the child was not worthy, this is what he would say:
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Post by Conan Dong on Dec 12, 2008 13:36:11 GMT -5
Bah, these pitiful morsels are a most undesireable snack
What I truly desire is the scrumptious lad named Zac.k!
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Post by Viking Dong on Dec 12, 2008 13:43:32 GMT -5
Hold on a sec, we have a create-a-ballad thread in the general board, which is pretty much this. But whatevers:
Now Zac.k was a lad with a head full of brains
Which is why it was he the pear tried to gain
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Post by sascrotch on Dec 12, 2008 14:08:24 GMT -5
But Zac.k got away by using his wit
and retreated to take one monster shit
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Post by Conan Dong on Dec 12, 2008 17:44:00 GMT -5
He fashioned the feces into a spear
And looked upon it, shedding a tear
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Post by sascrotch on Dec 15, 2008 13:40:31 GMT -5
How could he kill the beast that he loved?
As deadly as a snake, as sexy as a dove
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Post by Conan Dong on Dec 16, 2008 9:23:07 GMT -5
At last he put aside his childish dreams
No more should his heart be ripped at the seams
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Post by sascrotch on Dec 16, 2008 10:40:28 GMT -5
He plunged his spear into the beast's heart
And from deep in its colon rose a monstrous fart
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Post by Conan Dong on Dec 16, 2008 16:47:24 GMT -5
The stench was so great, our hero was slain
But in death he was happy, never to cry again.
NEW SONG:
Not far from here lives the mighty old whale
His skin covered in barnacles, nose to tail.
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Post by sascrotch on Dec 18, 2008 13:46:33 GMT -5
On this whale sits two massive breasts
When speaking of mammories, his were the best
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Post by Conan Dong on Dec 19, 2008 14:50:01 GMT -5
Often sailors gazed upon them with a great lust in their eyes
But one sailor, Zac.k, felt destined to possess the ultimate prize
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Post by sascrotch on Dec 22, 2008 14:07:55 GMT -5
One day while rigging the ship's giant mast
He felt a strange presence, like a ghost from the past
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Post by Viking Dong on Dec 22, 2008 19:53:38 GMT -5
From the depths rose a great beast
'Twas this very whale, from the seas of the east.
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Post by sascrotch on Dec 29, 2008 14:05:49 GMT -5
He spoke with such power and a voice so silky
The crewmates bowed down, willing to get milky
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