Write some poems, Bro.

[Sefou]

The toaster oven:
Scent of bread fills the kitchen;
Strawberry jelly.

[Ad Bot]

[Dippindots]

I think it sounds cool
except the names are too fantasy-..y

Maybe you should go read the "Charlie Bone" series

[Daffy]

Now this is the story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air

In West Philadelfia born and raised
On the playground where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys said 'we're up in no good'
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said 'you're moving with your aunt and uncle in Bel-Air'

I whistled for a cab and when it came near the
Licensplate said 'Fresh' and had a dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought now forget it, yo home to Bel-Air

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabby 'Yo, home smell you later'
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To settle my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

[Dippindots]

look at you trying to be cool

[Pew44Six]

Are we doing his homework? :o

[Anti-Block]

Are we doing his homework? :o

Pretty sure it's a her.

And if so, it'll be getting counseling pretty soon.

[Momentum]

Reaper still thinks he is best

But he is not

Shut up reaper

[IkeTheGeneric]

there was a guy named reaper who forgeted momentum's mom

she liked it and momentum did not

so he planned reaper's demise and one day while reaper was drinking sixteen gallons of blood it was poisoned, and while reaper was dying momentum stuff in his mouth and raped his ears


the end

[Momentum]

Momentum reads ikes post

Momentum feels violated

Wait no

[Daedalus]

I wrote a haiku.
hey, procrastination
it's like procrastination
you're loving yourself

[Citrus]

Trollin' here,
trollin' there,
people trolling everywhere,
on the forum,
while they're playing,
and I just remembered you lost the game.

[Mr. Wuggle]

Let me tell you an old folktale,
about an old, fat lazy log,
his name was old Fred, me boy,
old Fred the frog!

He hopped across the ocean,
he hopped across the sea,
why, he even tried the sidewalk,
and got stepped on like a flea.

Oh, Fred the frog,
Oh oh, Fred the frog,
he hopped out into the cold dark night,
and then slept like a log 'till light.

He was alive somehow,
when old Mr. Spider,
came along and had a cow,
"C'mon boy, have some cider!"

Fin.

[reaper]

Reaper still thinks he is best

But he is not

Shut up reaper

anotre poem:
i farted
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i wil update later ( very hard work)