New nursery rhyms and lymarics for a new generation.

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I did it is my best work yet

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Your a poet, and you know it

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Originally posted by jiggerj

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Sorry everyone. I started out with the best of intentions, but that's the way my mind works.

Yes it has been noted hardly a clear flowing stream of poetic prose
More an open sewer

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An open sewer? Oh there's gotta be a limerick there!

There once was a poet named jigger
Who had me all of sni-ger
With lewd intimations
To try a saints patience
His fans all growing fewer
For his mind ran like sewer

Sorry best I could do it wont let me type in snig ger

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sniffle-sniffle You do me proud, son. LOLOL

I'm really going to try to come up with a decent one.

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Thanks Dad

There once was a man with a dream,
To build a free energy machine,
He designed and he made,
A water cascade.
And harnessed the energy within.

Originally posted by Wifibrains
There once was a man with a dream,
To build a free energy machine,
He designed and he made,
A water cascade.
And harnessed the energy within.

Not bad. Not bad at all. Though I see we're struggling for decent stuff for the kiddies. I'm been disconnected from kids for so long that the only thing I know they do is play video games and watch Sponge Bob. Or, is Sponge Bob old stuff now?

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Stimulators instead of serpressers. Just like drugs. Did you read the thread I posted by any chance? That was the whole reason for this thread. Pleases read it.

Read mine!
There was a boy who was tired of school,
he was tired of glare at a wall and drool,

so he skipped school and thougth; I am free!
He earned lots of cash from poems, really much

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Excellent. went from a poem to a story and ended as a joke all in two scentences that's talent.

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This is what flula has to say to these nursery rhymes.

Nice thread, this isn't exactly sinister but I quite like it:

There once was a man named Buddha,
who meditated more than he shoulda,
then elightenment hit, told him "stay trim and fit!",
if only he'd known then he woulda.