i effing hate jockers, seriously |
i effing hate jockers, seriously |
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mood: content ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 2,063 Joined: Aug 2004 Member No: 42,325 ![]() |
I Hate You
![]() Lacking skill and moral too They often make me feel so blue But most of the time They deserve Jason's 5000 fines I can't believe my very eyes But it's not like a big surprise It's not the last time that they'll strike Maybe next time, they'll steal my bike But I never thought it'd be me It wasn't even cool, honestly Guess you're wondering Whose the one blundering It's not me, and it's not you Yes, yes, it's you-know-who Not Voldemort, no no no It's the jockers, don't you know? [edit] ![]() |
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![]() Bardic Nation ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 1,113 Joined: Aug 2004 Member No: 38,059 ![]() |
dont mind him, he thinks the world is all dandelions and daisies. He's like paula only he's what we believe to be a guy.
You know how when people started playing rap. They say that's not music. Why? because it doesnt measure up to their definition of music. It was very cliche and just missed the entire point of poetry. Your definition is just the outer casing of a poem. Yeah you followed all the rules of poetry, but you missed the brutal honesty of good poetry. With serious practice you could get better. |
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