[CL] Some poems and junk
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The tongue twister names is a nod to the Digimon series. The early evolutions in the dub would do that since most were the same name. Super Shocker and Bubble Blow were ways to help them stand out. Though keep in mind this is my Digimon here that I had commisioned by a favorite artist http://horrormove.tumblr.com/ Is the first thing kind of wanting to write about in awhile. Even if it is just description for my Digimon.
Re: [CL] Some poems and junk
The next evolution of Abberrantmon a large and bulky creature draped in red. Taking the red that once struck fear into others as a crest of strength. He hides most of his true power. Even though he stands at 200 Centimeters, it is with his knees bent and back hunched hides his true size. Only in battle will the need to show true strength.
This evolution is often attained after a refusal to let wounds get to it in the protection of someone. Desperate to save, yet choices to be the lone warrior to protect. Threw that desperation becomes something that creates despair.
Desesperamon
Type: Beast
Attribute: Virus
Attack:
Desolation Disrobe Dodge
Wrapped up in his red hooded cape. Allowing for escape to lay nails in the neck of the opponent.
Laceration Lasso
Letting loose bandages threw the opponent the body lacing the body with lacerations binding the body like a lasso.Tying up a body faster then someone saying Let loose laced lacerations like lasso. Leaving the body riddle with wholes ,before pumbling the body with fists.
Gashing Glare
Glares creates an empty space to stop the enemy in its tracks. Creating a moment to slash leaving a gashing wound.
This evolution is often attained after a refusal to let wounds get to it in the protection of someone. Desperate to save, yet choices to be the lone warrior to protect. Threw that desperation becomes something that creates despair.
Desesperamon
Type: Beast
Attribute: Virus
Attack:
Desolation Disrobe Dodge
Wrapped up in his red hooded cape. Allowing for escape to lay nails in the neck of the opponent.
Laceration Lasso
Letting loose bandages threw the opponent the body lacing the body with lacerations binding the body like a lasso.Tying up a body faster then someone saying Let loose laced lacerations like lasso. Leaving the body riddle with wholes ,before pumbling the body with fists.
Gashing Glare
Glares creates an empty space to stop the enemy in its tracks. Creating a moment to slash leaving a gashing wound.
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Soft Purr
Bound by heart's adore.
Thorn strikes through the chest.
Rest, an admired desire.
Fire of pain.
Abstain any relief.
Belief that she be near.
Shear the darkness with her light.
Delight against the reality.
Duality of someone's heart.
Tart without her around.
Bound by heart's adore.
Thorn strikes through the chest.
Rest, an admired desire.
Fire of pain.
Abstain any relief.
Belief that she be near.
Shear the darkness with her light.
Delight against the reality.
Duality of someone's heart.
Tart without her around.
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Toredormon
Level: Ultimate
Type: Undead
Attribute: Virus
Attacks
Pasodoble Faena
A two part attack that only the Pasodoble attack is ever used. The Faena is used only in destruction of foes. Pasodoble part allows it to become apart of the foes shadow after dodging an attack with an dance, allowing it to use the foe's attack against it. Then strike out from the shadow itself. Faena half of the attack is only used as a killing blow. This half is unknown, since those that have seen it have been destoryed.
Paquito Muerte
A quick strikes on a the foe that dig into the body. Multiple strikes leading to many small wounds. Using the thousand little cuts to eilliminate the foe. Always damages and used to disable first. Often used in combination with Pasodble.
Andalucia
Through the air and the earth is a dance is etched of six through a dance that allows it to dodge any attack. Circling around itself, at completion creates an aura around before the eyes glow bright red before sending out a blood red force from each point threw the foe.
Level: Ultimate
Type: Undead
Attribute: Virus
Through the crest of Love is Desesperamon able to evolve to Toredormon. The passion to protect another over self is the most common reason for this evolution. Passion that brings out a true smile. Unlike Desesperamon, Toredormon doesn't hide its strength. Often reveling in it. Baiting the foe into attack using Pasodoble Faena to dance around a foe to use the opponents attack against them. The constant smile adds to the baiting. A mask of the old to reveal the truth. The X-anitbody reaching the tipping point. Based on who Toredormon is with in this form, there is the danger this passion can turn to poison. With passion being key to this evoultion, emotions effect its strength. If not careful can lead to an evoultion to Death-X-DORUgoramon leading to its own destruction.
Attacks
Pasodoble Faena
A two part attack that only the Pasodoble attack is ever used. The Faena is used only in destruction of foes. Pasodoble part allows it to become apart of the foes shadow after dodging an attack with an dance, allowing it to use the foe's attack against it. Then strike out from the shadow itself. Faena half of the attack is only used as a killing blow. This half is unknown, since those that have seen it have been destoryed.
Paquito Muerte
A quick strikes on a the foe that dig into the body. Multiple strikes leading to many small wounds. Using the thousand little cuts to eilliminate the foe. Always damages and used to disable first. Often used in combination with Pasodble.
Andalucia
Through the air and the earth is a dance is etched of six through a dance that allows it to dodge any attack. Circling around itself, at completion creates an aura around before the eyes glow bright red before sending out a blood red force from each point threw the foe.
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Digimon WIP
attempting to write something may come back to this and sorry if it sounds bad.
A large creature slams a foot against the door, in jubious exit. Freed of his paid prison, with a smile on his face. His long legs met the earth with a run. A bag dangles from his shoulder in a mad dash away from the brown box of a building. Putting as much distance from the building in his escape. A blue blur comprised of blue jeans and blue shirt. Ran, till he was out of breath hunched over. Lanky arms of his bulky streched across his legs to catch his breath.
"What a great exit," he spoke huffing and puffing between each word. He extended his arm on a peeling tree. The menacing tree's bark curled under his hand. From the horrid building's pavement lead to macaberian forest, did his feet lead. Giving a chance, he though to venture inward. Rather then enter his car, deeper into the forest he traveled. Wondering forth without much care to the destination.
Two officers branded by the letters D.E.F.E. came into vision a little ways in. They two seem to be bruised and beaten by the gashes in their uniforms. Attempting to capture some creature and causing havic. That is to be expected after a newly created Enforcement of the Digital and Earth Frontier. Taxpayer's money at work. Their inexperience, lack of success, and succeeding only in creating problems has people calling them DEAF. Makes as much sense as, Data Earth Frontier Enforcement. The two incompetent fools trying to capture some small creature, could give Aberte and Castelo a run for their money. Not just because one was thin and one was bulky. The two slaming into each other, or a sad outline of tree in their attempts.
Red eyes being the only thing that could be seen of the creature they were attacking. The rest of it hidden by the shadows or some black shapes that would appear behind Blukey and Thiney. It seem small creature was holding its own against two being bigger and somewhat stronger. The cracks in the trees gave evidence to that.
"Ok why don't you leave that creature alone?" He barked at the two men.
Lanky linear irate poured from the thin one,"What I was told to. Now run off, we have work to do." With wit of a wondrous retort, "Ya!" the blubbering other spoke before crashing into a tree.
attempting to write something may come back to this and sorry if it sounds bad.
A large creature slams a foot against the door, in jubious exit. Freed of his paid prison, with a smile on his face. His long legs met the earth with a run. A bag dangles from his shoulder in a mad dash away from the brown box of a building. Putting as much distance from the building in his escape. A blue blur comprised of blue jeans and blue shirt. Ran, till he was out of breath hunched over. Lanky arms of his bulky streched across his legs to catch his breath.
"What a great exit," he spoke huffing and puffing between each word. He extended his arm on a peeling tree. The menacing tree's bark curled under his hand. From the horrid building's pavement lead to macaberian forest, did his feet lead. Giving a chance, he though to venture inward. Rather then enter his car, deeper into the forest he traveled. Wondering forth without much care to the destination.
Two officers branded by the letters D.E.F.E. came into vision a little ways in. They two seem to be bruised and beaten by the gashes in their uniforms. Attempting to capture some creature and causing havic. That is to be expected after a newly created Enforcement of the Digital and Earth Frontier. Taxpayer's money at work. Their inexperience, lack of success, and succeeding only in creating problems has people calling them DEAF. Makes as much sense as, Data Earth Frontier Enforcement. The two incompetent fools trying to capture some small creature, could give Aberte and Castelo a run for their money. Not just because one was thin and one was bulky. The two slaming into each other, or a sad outline of tree in their attempts.
Red eyes being the only thing that could be seen of the creature they were attacking. The rest of it hidden by the shadows or some black shapes that would appear behind Blukey and Thiney. It seem small creature was holding its own against two being bigger and somewhat stronger. The cracks in the trees gave evidence to that.
"Ok why don't you leave that creature alone?" He barked at the two men.
Lanky linear irate poured from the thin one,"What I was told to. Now run off, we have work to do." With wit of a wondrous retort, "Ya!" the blubbering other spoke before crashing into a tree.
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Digimon WIP
attempting to write something may come back to this and sorry if it sounds bad.
A large creature slams a foot against the door, in jubious exit. Freed of his paid prison, with a smile on his face. His long legs met the earth with a run. A bag dangles from his shoulder in a mad dash away from the brown box of a building. Putting as much distance from the building in his escape. A blue blur comprised of blue jeans and blue shirt. Ran, till he was out of breath hunched over. Lanky arms of his bulky streched across his legs to catch his breath.
"What a great exit," he spoke huffing and puffing between each word. He extended his arm on a peeling tree. The menacing tree's bark curled under his hand. From the horrid building's pavement lead to macaberian forest, did his feet lead. Giving a chance, he though to venture inward. Rather then enter his car, deeper into the forest he traveled. Wondering forth without much care to the destination.
Two officers branded by the letters D.E.F.E. came into vision a little ways in. They two seem to be bruised and beaten by the gashes in their uniforms. Attempting to capture some creature and causing havic. That is to be expected after a newly created Enforcement of the Digital and Earth Frontier. Taxpayer's money at work. Their inexperience, lack of success, and succeeding only in creating problems has people calling them DEAF. Makes as much sense as, Data Earth Frontier Enforcement. The two incompetent fools trying to capture some small creature, could give Aberte and Castelo a run for their money. Not just because one was thin and one was bulky. The two slaming into each other, or a sad outline of tree in their attempts.
Red eyes being the only thing that could be seen of the creature they were attacking. The rest of it hidden by the shadows or some black shapes that would appear behind Blukey and Thiney. It seem small creature was holding its own against two being bigger and somewhat stronger. The cracks in the trees gave evidence to that.
"Ok why don't you leave that creature alone?" He barked at the two men.
Lanky linear irate poured from the thin one,"What I was told to. Now run off, we have work to do." With wit of a wondrous retort, "Ya!" the blubbering other spoke before crashing into a tree.
Throwing his bag to the ground. "So you're planning to kill it for simply existing?"
"No, simply deleted." Spouted forth the toothpick posing as a human.
A thought built in his head. Delete, Destroy, Kill. Erupting with a thrust fist into the toothpick's head. The ground angrily spat out some dirt, as the head ate earth with the impact of the thin man.
The blubbering beast bellowed out a large no that shaked the trees. His head turned away from the unknown creature lurking in the shadows. Now fixated squarely on the fellow that struck down his thin partner. His teeth nashed against his cheek when he asked, "What is your name?"
Stepping back a bit, taking a large gulp before responding,"Maw, why do you ask?"
Bulking bull of a man ran with a fist extended at Maw, shouting in a bellowious rage, "To place on your grave."
Now it doesn't take much thought to know a man running, with his arm extended with a fist as a bull would with horns, battered the face of anything it makes contact with. So that being a face of a person, Maw did what no inanimate object could do. Took two steps to the side. Letting the bulbous man collide with a tree instead. This left Maw with a worrying face seeing the tree fall, pulling dirt and all minds of things nestled in the roots. When the roots erupted from the dirt, and the tree left hugging the earth.
attempting to write something may come back to this and sorry if it sounds bad.
A large creature slams a foot against the door, in jubious exit. Freed of his paid prison, with a smile on his face. His long legs met the earth with a run. A bag dangles from his shoulder in a mad dash away from the brown box of a building. Putting as much distance from the building in his escape. A blue blur comprised of blue jeans and blue shirt. Ran, till he was out of breath hunched over. Lanky arms of his bulky streched across his legs to catch his breath.
"What a great exit," he spoke huffing and puffing between each word. He extended his arm on a peeling tree. The menacing tree's bark curled under his hand. From the horrid building's pavement lead to macaberian forest, did his feet lead. Giving a chance, he though to venture inward. Rather then enter his car, deeper into the forest he traveled. Wondering forth without much care to the destination.
Two officers branded by the letters D.E.F.E. came into vision a little ways in. They two seem to be bruised and beaten by the gashes in their uniforms. Attempting to capture some creature and causing havic. That is to be expected after a newly created Enforcement of the Digital and Earth Frontier. Taxpayer's money at work. Their inexperience, lack of success, and succeeding only in creating problems has people calling them DEAF. Makes as much sense as, Data Earth Frontier Enforcement. The two incompetent fools trying to capture some small creature, could give Aberte and Castelo a run for their money. Not just because one was thin and one was bulky. The two slaming into each other, or a sad outline of tree in their attempts.
Red eyes being the only thing that could be seen of the creature they were attacking. The rest of it hidden by the shadows or some black shapes that would appear behind Blukey and Thiney. It seem small creature was holding its own against two being bigger and somewhat stronger. The cracks in the trees gave evidence to that.
"Ok why don't you leave that creature alone?" He barked at the two men.
Lanky linear irate poured from the thin one,"What I was told to. Now run off, we have work to do." With wit of a wondrous retort, "Ya!" the blubbering other spoke before crashing into a tree.
Throwing his bag to the ground. "So you're planning to kill it for simply existing?"
"No, simply deleted." Spouted forth the toothpick posing as a human.
A thought built in his head. Delete, Destroy, Kill. Erupting with a thrust fist into the toothpick's head. The ground angrily spat out some dirt, as the head ate earth with the impact of the thin man.
The blubbering beast bellowed out a large no that shaked the trees. His head turned away from the unknown creature lurking in the shadows. Now fixated squarely on the fellow that struck down his thin partner. His teeth nashed against his cheek when he asked, "What is your name?"
Stepping back a bit, taking a large gulp before responding,"Maw, why do you ask?"
Bulking bull of a man ran with a fist extended at Maw, shouting in a bellowious rage, "To place on your grave."
Now it doesn't take much thought to know a man running, with his arm extended with a fist as a bull would with horns, battered the face of anything it makes contact with. So that being a face of a person, Maw did what no inanimate object could do. Took two steps to the side. Letting the bulbous man collide with a tree instead. This left Maw with a worrying face seeing the tree fall, pulling dirt and all minds of things nestled in the roots. When the roots erupted from the dirt, and the tree left hugging the earth.
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Emygdiomon
Drawn by Cotton http://horrormove.tumblr.com/
From the broken remains of Toredormon does the Emygdiomon emerge. In an act of love and sacrifice can the X-anitbody allow a change in the Digicore. Sigils of the fallen are etched threw this X-evoultion. Allowing it to be the shining protector to avenge others.
Level: Ultimate
Type: Dark Knight
Attribute: Vaccine
Free
Field: Nightmare Soldier
Virus Buster
Wind Guardian
Attacks:
Gubia Garra
With a spinning whip of the wings hooks into the body. Gouging the flesh as it tears out in quick movement. Often used in a downward spiral slash after flying to a high height.
Cuchilla Reflexivo
With a bow, the red cloak etched with the language of the digital world covers a hand. A soft whisper is utter. Each symbol etch in gold shimmer. The body appears be there, and reflect itself.Seeing a single from multiple points of view. Overlapping of three distinct images, merging at new blade. in a hand. Aguaonto, a still creature waiting for an attack. Once something attempts to attack disapears from the spot. To any onlooker there is three images of strikes. One a thrust into the stomach, one a flunge threw the shoulder, one of a downward slash of the feet. The goal of this attack is to disable the opponent, and a weapon ready if they still stand. After this attack has been used, will use the blade and Gubia Garra in combination.
Mari Urraca
Plunging sword into the body whispering letters of the digital code for fire and lightning over and over. The symbols on the legging glow a bright red. Each claw is laced with a fire before the blade exits the body wrapped with a current of electricity danced on the blade. A dance of movement of clover shaped spiral. Fire and lighting to strike threw. Before the storm of destruction ends. the blade reflects a rainbow before carving in a sickle. So that whatever creature that might suffer this attack can leave this world with a peaceful sight. This attack is devastating, and can risk returning to digiegg. Only used in protecting those. The last movement of the sickle carved into the body destroys any evil that remains. Allowing the digimon to return pure.
Drawn by Cotton http://horrormove.tumblr.com/
From the broken remains of Toredormon does the Emygdiomon emerge. In an act of love and sacrifice can the X-anitbody allow a change in the Digicore. Sigils of the fallen are etched threw this X-evoultion. Allowing it to be the shining protector to avenge others.
Level: Ultimate
Type: Dark Knight
Attribute: Vaccine
Free
Field: Nightmare Soldier
Virus Buster
Wind Guardian
Attacks:
Gubia Garra
With a spinning whip of the wings hooks into the body. Gouging the flesh as it tears out in quick movement. Often used in a downward spiral slash after flying to a high height.
Cuchilla Reflexivo
With a bow, the red cloak etched with the language of the digital world covers a hand. A soft whisper is utter. Each symbol etch in gold shimmer. The body appears be there, and reflect itself.Seeing a single from multiple points of view. Overlapping of three distinct images, merging at new blade. in a hand. Aguaonto, a still creature waiting for an attack. Once something attempts to attack disapears from the spot. To any onlooker there is three images of strikes. One a thrust into the stomach, one a flunge threw the shoulder, one of a downward slash of the feet. The goal of this attack is to disable the opponent, and a weapon ready if they still stand. After this attack has been used, will use the blade and Gubia Garra in combination.
Mari Urraca
Plunging sword into the body whispering letters of the digital code for fire and lightning over and over. The symbols on the legging glow a bright red. Each claw is laced with a fire before the blade exits the body wrapped with a current of electricity danced on the blade. A dance of movement of clover shaped spiral. Fire and lighting to strike threw. Before the storm of destruction ends. the blade reflects a rainbow before carving in a sickle. So that whatever creature that might suffer this attack can leave this world with a peaceful sight. This attack is devastating, and can risk returning to digiegg. Only used in protecting those. The last movement of the sickle carved into the body destroys any evil that remains. Allowing the digimon to return pure.
Re: [CL] Some poems and junk
Sol flame
A sight of something grand.
Dwarfs the size of what little had.
Shines so bright it blinds.
Blinds you from seeing any vaule
Fire that once blazed forth.
Only a diying ember
Never to burn.
Yet with a kind word
The ember is fanned.
Enturned to a small spark.
Keeping the fire alive.
Small and meek
Ever so week
Till
The fuel of work.
Burning into a star of its own.
Giving off small sparks for other fires.
Never as big as other sights.
Keeping heart warm at night.
A sight of something grand.
Dwarfs the size of what little had.
Shines so bright it blinds.
Blinds you from seeing any vaule
Fire that once blazed forth.
Only a diying ember
Never to burn.
Yet with a kind word
The ember is fanned.
Enturned to a small spark.
Keeping the fire alive.
Small and meek
Ever so week
Till
The fuel of work.
Burning into a star of its own.
Giving off small sparks for other fires.
Never as big as other sights.
Keeping heart warm at night.
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Collection
Every so queer the things that endear.
A sliver of heart
Collected and shorted worth
Have birth of warmth in every viewing
One so precious
Never it be shared
Everyone confused at its worth
Maybe, never see why
All have little monetary value
Till the moment of inspection
True worth can be seen
Each a sliver of emotion
Rarer to recreate
Shared freely for a glimps at another
Collection
Every so queer the things that endear.
A sliver of heart
Collected and shorted worth
Have birth of warmth in every viewing
One so precious
Never it be shared
Everyone confused at its worth
Maybe, never see why
All have little monetary value
Till the moment of inspection
True worth can be seen
Each a sliver of emotion
Rarer to recreate
Shared freely for a glimps at another
Collection
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Dashing Lights
Blaring of the horns
lay adorn.
Shatter of splashing reds
bring dread.
Rising of vocal cords
do sore.
Dance on the eyes soft hues
ever blue,
Ever dark the day two collide
Life deny.
Never to be, but a fainting dream.
Of who they might be,
If given a chance to see.
Blaring of the horns
lay adorn.
Shatter of splashing reds
bring dread.
Rising of vocal cords
do sore.
Dance on the eyes soft hues
ever blue,
Ever dark the day two collide
Life deny.
Never to be, but a fainting dream.
Of who they might be,
If given a chance to see.
Kind of, thanks for the heads up didn't notice I had misspelled collide. I think the poem is two things colliding into each other and being blind of what would of been if it didn't happen. Dashing Lights and Flicking of the light were two inspired by the movie Fantasia not completely sure of the meaning of each. Just something that kind of felt the desire to write as I was re-watching it. Weird case of rather felt it needed to be written rather then know what it is about. I think the last stanza is me trying to make some sense of it. Since not really sure as to why it was written.Ioreth wrote:I like this poem minus the fifth stanza. Don't think 'clide' is a word unless you've misspelled it. That aside, good job. My favorite lines are about the soft hues dancing on eyes. It creates good imagery. Perhaps I'm taking the piece to literally but is it about a blind person? Or am I way off?
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Flicking of the light
In the fading light betwixed by the passing of the sun and moon.
Does life begin anew.
Twirl of life comes forth as one awakes, the other forsake.
Forgoten in the shadows in the night, to anwser the turning of the clock.
While in the dreams brew, does the craft made.
Devil in the details, last til the last falling leaf.
Take on the work of weak fall towards the meek.
Meet with a painted smile, without any guile.
None the wiser, moon dances across the sky
Till the sun trades partners do any of them rest.
In the rising light betwixed by the passing of the moon and sun.
Does life gives adieu.
In the fading light betwixed by the passing of the sun and moon.
Does life begin anew.
Twirl of life comes forth as one awakes, the other forsake.
Forgoten in the shadows in the night, to anwser the turning of the clock.
While in the dreams brew, does the craft made.
Devil in the details, last til the last falling leaf.
Take on the work of weak fall towards the meek.
Meet with a painted smile, without any guile.
None the wiser, moon dances across the sky
Till the sun trades partners do any of them rest.
In the rising light betwixed by the passing of the moon and sun.
Does life gives adieu.
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Mykalwane wrote:Dashing Lights
Blaring of the horns
lay adorn.
Shatter of splashing reds
bring dread.
Rising of vocal cords
do sore.
Dance on the eyes soft hues
ever blue,
Ever dark the day two clide
Life deny.
Never to be, but a fainting dream.
Of who they might be,
If given a chance to see.
I like this poem minus the fifth stanza. Don't think 'clide' is a word unless you've misspelled it. That aside, good job. My favorite lines are about the soft hues dancing on eyes. It creates good imagery. Perhaps I'm taking the piece to literally but is it about a blind person? Or am I way off?
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Kind of, thanks for the heads up didn't notice I had misspelled collide. I think the poem is two things colliding into each other and being blind of what would of been if it didn't happen. Dashing Lights and Flicking of the light were two inspired by the movie Fantasia not completely sure of the meaning of each. Just something that kind of felt the desire to write as I was re-watching it. Weird case of rather felt it needed to be written rather then know what it is about. I think the last stanza is me trying to make some sense of it. Since not really sure as to why it was written.
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Abjection sun
Awaken by flutter of the wind only to opine
Sun setting the score
Beams across the floor
For some choice whine
Flutter awake sun beams
flies to the mind.
Trying to exscind any worry.
One, two, three, count of each beam.
One, two, three, count of each bill.
The prit and pat of this and that.
Worry turns into its own hi-hat.
Gotta do this, gotta do that.
It's all a brickbat
Random convergence of thought.
Does nothing but baulk back.
Absurd words surge
Brain finally purge
Only the warmth of the sun left
Content appressed the mind
Finally back arest.
Awaken by flutter of the wind only to opine
Sun setting the score
Beams across the floor
For some choice whine
Flutter awake sun beams
flies to the mind.
Trying to exscind any worry.
One, two, three, count of each beam.
One, two, three, count of each bill.
The prit and pat of this and that.
Worry turns into its own hi-hat.
Gotta do this, gotta do that.
It's all a brickbat
Random convergence of thought.
Does nothing but baulk back.
Absurd words surge
Brain finally purge
Only the warmth of the sun left
Content appressed the mind
Finally back arest.
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This one is kind was given birth by the inanity to undstand the insanity of Ferguson. Just what the guys are doing just I have no idea how to understand this. This is probably has a lot of problems I am not noticing because of that.
Fallacious Ferguson
Vulgarity varied derogatory
Filled vicious vocabulary
Detrimental verbal collabortory
From another pain
what's to gain
Miscellany words to deter
thought to occur.
Leaving mind a slur.
With all that could be attain
leave only the mark of disdain.
Slamming others to the earth
How can that bring hallowed mirth?
Destroying another worth
Still justice detain
For who been slayed.
Fallacious Ferguson
Vulgarity varied derogatory
Filled vicious vocabulary
Detrimental verbal collabortory
From another pain
what's to gain
Miscellany words to deter
thought to occur.
Leaving mind a slur.
With all that could be attain
leave only the mark of disdain.
Slamming others to the earth
How can that bring hallowed mirth?
Destroying another worth
Still justice detain
For who been slayed.