[Oni]

Parody of one of my favorite works of literature.

[Losi]

Impressive Oni. Did you write it yourself?

[Oni]

Impressive Oni. Did you write it yourself?

Obviously not.

[Losi]

Obviously not.

You dont seem like the poetic type, i can only write haikus. Theyre easy as fuck.

[Oni]

You dont seem like the poetic type, i can only write haikus. Theyre easy as fuck.

Haiku not easy.
You suck many large flaccid
dongs at once, much gay.

[Christ]

Haiku not easy.
You suck many large flaccid
dongs at once, much gay.

My hero. <3

[Size]

I really like this. I wrote a poem, it's not amazing, but i guess ill share:

Relationships have ups and downs, smiles and frowns.
For sake of which we go round, round and round.
The mulberry bush is long profound, renowned by all around.
The cold winds push, loud strong and proud.
The autumn leaves drop, faintly to the ground.
Pound for pound depletes, with not but one sound.
Most move discreet, no meet and greet, though the chase, once they found.
So meet a match, and don't detach, the love should still resound...

Wrote it when i broke up with my first girlfriend in school.

[Hardz]

I really like this. I wrote a poem, it's not amazing, but i guess ill share:

Relationships have ups and downs, smiles and frowns.
For sake of which we go round, round and round.
The mulberry bush is long profound, renowned by all around.
The cold winds push, loud strong and proud.
The autumn leaves drop, faintly to the ground.
Pound for pound depletes, with not but one sound.
Most move discreet, no meet and greet, though the chase, once they found.
So meet a match, and don't detach, the love should still resound...

Wrote it when i broke up with my first girlfriend in school.

It's lovely to meet you, Size - please, wipe the tears from your eyes,
Hold back the cries, and stare up, high: at the deep blue skies,
Women are truly devils in disguise, now cross your eyes...
... and listen to my preachings, as they are wise,
This poem is wholly improvise, not quite worthy of a prize,
Not a pie, french fries - but what she is deserving of is a chastise,
Chastise the bitch, you are no longer allies,
Fish-hook her eyes, replace the lies inside, with flies,
Now insert a scalpel in her thigh, begin to say your goodbyes,
The bitch will be dying, the bitch you despise.

[MiS]

It's lovely to meet you, Size - please, wipe the tears from your eyes,
Hold back the cries, and stare up, high: at the deep blue skies,
Women are truly devils in disguise, now cross your eyes...
... and listen to my preachings, as they are wise,
This poem is wholly improvise, not quite worthy of a prize,
Not a pie, french fries - but what she is deserving of is a chastise,
Chastise the bitch, you are no longer allies,
Fish-hook her eyes, replace the lies inside, with flies,
Now insert a scalpel in her thigh, begin to say your goodbyes,
The bitch will be dying, the bitch you despise.

Wow, that was... morbid. That must have came from somewhere dark.

[Size]

Wow, that was... morbid. That must have came from somewhere dark.

It was a pretty decent impov. Nevertheless it was dark.