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[Poetry] Ode to S.L.

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Haiku:
There once was a mod,
His name was Stephen Longshanks,
We'll miss him greatly.

Limerick:
There once was a great mod,
Who almost never was flawed,
But he left the team,
I'm fixing to scream,
Because I will miss this mod.

Traditional:
I'm glad I got to know you,
Before you had to go,
I will miss you greatly,
Because I love you so.

Some people hated you,
Wanted to throw pies in your face*,
But I'll miss you greatly,
You'll be impossible to replace.
 
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WinnerGR

WinnerGR

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General Poem:
Cheerful summertime,
An old Stephen Longshanks,
Sitting in a tree,
Sad on a sunny day.

Cheerful summertime,
He used to be a moderator,
But now no more,
Sad on a sunny day.

Cheerful summertime,
Other moderators take his place,
But we will never forget him,
Sad on a sunny day.

Sonnet:
Stephen Longshanks, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you smell, sound and look,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the odd seabrook.

Let me compare you to a dense balloon?
You are more intense, deadly and pleasant.
Tense sun heats the heavy peaches of June,
And summertime has the medley besant.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your Activeness and avatar.
Thinking of your Avatar fills my days.
My love for you is the drastic magyar.

Now I must away with a plastic heart,
Remember my broad words whilst we're apart,
As you are sadly no longer a moderator.
 
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Agent327

Agent327

Well-Known Member
WinnerGR said:
General Poem:
Cheerful summertime,
An old Stephen Longshanks,
Sitting in a tree,
Sad on a sunny day.

Cheerful summertime,
He used to be a moderator,
But now no more,
Sad on a sunny day.

Cheerful summertime,
Other moderators take his place,
But we will never forget him,
Sad on a sunny day.

Sonnet:
Stephen Longshanks, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you smell, sound and look,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the odd seabrook.

Let me compare you to a dense balloon?
You are more intense, deadly and pleasant.
Tense sun heats the heavy peaches of June,
And summertime has the medley besant.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your Activeness and avatar.
Thinking of your Avatar fills my days.
My love for you is the drastic magyar.

Now I must away with a plastic heart,
Remember my broad words whilst we're apart,
As you are sadly no longer a moderator.
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Better quote this before it gets edited again

It is easier to get rid of cockroaches.
 
Godly Luke

Godly Luke

Well-Known Member
WinnerGR said:
General Poem:
Cheerful summertime,
An old Stephen Longshanks,
Sitting in a tree,
Sad on a sunny day.

Cheerful summertime,
He used to be a moderator,
But now no more,
Sad on a sunny day.

Cheerful summertime,
Other moderators take his place,
But we will never forget him,
Sad on a sunny day.

Sonnet:
Stephen Longshanks, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you smell, sound and look,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the odd seabrook.

Let me compare you to a dense balloon?
You are more intense, deadly and pleasant.
Tense sun heats the heavy peaches of June,
And summertime has the medley besant.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your Activeness and avatar.
Thinking of your Avatar fills my days.
My love for you is the drastic magyar.

Now I must away with a plastic heart,
Remember my broad words whilst we're apart,
As you are sadly no longer a moderator.
Click to expand...
This is the worst piece of writing I have ever read. And you call yourself 11
 

Deleted User - 22367284

Here goes nothing but

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I closed my eyes
i woke in an world i never knew
The wind blew
my hair
Then i realized i was in paradise

I was in an forrest
all alone this is where i belong
i saw an modern cabin with my name is written
SUDDENLY I WAS BITTEN
By an snake

Wings sprouted out
i was transforming
into what
i don't know

I fell to the floor
right by the door
I remembered when my brother was 4
he said when im older you will be stronger
I never thought i would grow wings that glowed
 
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