Author Topic: Rhyme with the above user  (Read 1692 times)


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Fine be creative and intruding for all I care

I will not obstruct art

Just do it fair

I shall put into this forage

Something so good

MMmm the scent of that porridge

But ACAB rhyme scales are so predictable.

Why can't I improvise and be creative?

You strict artist killer.

I don't want to say it.

(Partial rhymessss)
You speak at me a twit?
My sonnet lacks the certain hit
That you do seek in your journey of life
And send to me your bitter strife?

Fine be creative and intruding for all I care

I will not obstruct art

Just do it fair
Fair it not!
Care he lacks!
Share he must.
'Else give his shack's*

(*Not spelled incorrectly. It's short for shackles. :c)

I shall put into this forage

Something so good

MMmm the scent of that porridge
IF I could understand whatever you just said

I would not inquire why you have spoken of porridge

But instead, I sit here in confusion

In my bed.


IF I could understand whatever you just said

I would not inquire why you have spoken of porridge

But instead, I sit here in confusion

In my bed.
Ignore me not, your impetuous head!
Your mind is lost
Your mind is tossed
I lack words for the crimes your spread!

But oh sweet gender confused Teslacoil

Suffering from your Cameltosis

The hard days of work must be taking their toil

Ugh, I hate this Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilic ovolcanoconiosis

Ignore me not, your impetuous head!
Your mind is lost
Your mind is tossed
I lack words for the crimes your spread!
Oh come off of it

You impeccable twit

I'm not ignoring you

I just have things to do.

Oh come off of it

You impeccable twit

I'm not ignoring you

I just have things to do.
Boll weevils bear more credibility than you
Your rhymes are lacking
Your mind is stacking
The rhymes you cannot comprehend
The words you seek to then amend
Nothing of your bitter crimes
So verily you must do time
And that time you shall soon do.



Boll weevils bear more credibility than you
Your rhymes are lacking
Your mind is stacking
The rhymes you cannot comprehend
The words you seek to then amend
Nothing of your bitter crimes
So verily you must do time
And that time you shall soon do.
I'm not professional

I grant you that.

But I can't help but notice,

Your rhyming ego is fat!

Let me practice,

and withhold your criticism

If I can't practice

My rhymes will lack

Stop this attack!


I'm not professional

I grant you that.

But I can't help but notice,

Your rhyming ego is fat!

Let me practice,

and withhold your criticism

If I can't practice

My rhymes will lack

Stop this attack!
Okay. :(

Wow some of these really suck.