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Started by Lettow77, September 16, 2011, 11:34:19 PM

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The Brain

#60
September 28, 2011, 01:40:41 AM
Nice. Thanks for sharing. :)

My favorite:

QuoteThe gallant knight Sir Pellinore
made the Questing Beast his life's mission
hazarding penury and perdition,
he pursued, hinter and fore,
that Beast he'd grown to adore
His pursuit, an established tradition,
fell short of acquisition-
a pursuit, and nothing more.

Pellinore pursues Questing Beast-
  The venture is its own imperative
A duty, but one with no regrets
Sir Pellinore, at the very least,
Is resigned to his role in this narrative
And relishes sifting through her fewmets.

Women want me. Men want to be with me.

Threviel

#61
October 20, 2011, 02:48:53 PM
I looked.  :bleeding:

Ed Anger

#62
October 20, 2011, 04:44:58 PM Last Edit: October 20, 2011, 04:57:01 PM by Ed Anger
Ode to Herpes Monkey

You were a delightful chimp
Until the deputy shot you and you got a limp


Then I passed out.
Stay Alive...Let the Man Drive

Capetan Mihali

#63
October 20, 2011, 06:02:23 PM
Quote from: Lettow77 on October 19, 2011, 08:31:11 PM
that such simple servant's attire   
gradually strayed from something staid
doubtlessly denotes it has decayed

I dispute this.  Sexual encounters between male bourgeois adolescents, as well their fathers who employed the maids, is a cliche of the Nineteenth Century, and recognized as such by contemporaries.
"The internet's completely over. [...] The internet's like MTV. At one time MTV was hip and suddenly it became outdated. Anyway, all these computers and digital gadgets are no good. They just fill your head with numbers and that can't be good for you."
-- Prince, 2010. (R.I.P.)

Lettow77

#64
October 20, 2011, 06:04:41 PM
  Oh, that's quite true. The modern idea springs from somewhere after all. But the outfits were a far cry from what you'd find on a halloween rack today.
It can't be helped...We'll have to use 'that'

The Minsky Moment

#65
October 24, 2011, 10:10:12 AM
Morning at languish brings more verse
with rantings out of Tennessee
Why can't the boy be more terse?
Mewing through his sea of squee

Nathan! A hot dog with relish
Not a mounted Johnny Reb
Tell truth to the nebbish
he is not partician, but pleb

Release us from Japanimation
Such Timmayist cant - I shall not lie
are vectors of Abomination
And you are no samurai

The South it will not rise again
There will be no new rebel dawn
This thread I give 4 out of 10
Time to get off Ed Anger's lawn
The purpose of studying economics is not to acquire a set of ready-made answers to economic questions, but to learn how to avoid being deceived by economists.
--Joan Robinson

Eddie Teach

#66
October 24, 2011, 10:22:15 AM
Poetry battle.  :cool: Now this is more entertaining. Lettow, take inspiration from 8 Mile and use your deficiencies against him.
To sleep, perchance to dream. But in that sleep of death, what dreams may come?

The Minsky Moment

#67
October 24, 2011, 10:31:02 AM
Everybody in the 212, raise ur champagne(tm) glass and sip with the jew
The purpose of studying economics is not to acquire a set of ready-made answers to economic questions, but to learn how to avoid being deceived by economists.
--Joan Robinson

garbon

#68
October 24, 2011, 10:35:46 AM
Quote from: The Minsky Moment on October 24, 2011, 10:31:02 AM
Everybody in the 212, raise ur champagne(tm) glass and sip with the jew

Can I sip my Korbel champagne?
"I've never been quite sure what the point of a eunuch is, if truth be told. It seems to me they're only men with the useful bits cut off."
I drank because I wanted to drown my sorrows, but now the damned things have learned to swim.

Syt

#69
October 26, 2011, 10:53:11 AM
For Lettow:

Let's Go Burn Ole Nashville Down in Russian. ;)

QuoteХОРОШО БЫ НЭШВИЛЛ СЖЕЧЬ

Хорошо бы Нэшвилл сжечь,
Весь до тла спалить
За попытку музыку
Сельскую убить.
Тлей-тлей веселей
Нэшвилл, Теннесси.
Тлей-тлей веселей -
Пощады не проси!

Дуайет Йокэм и Гарт Брукс
Ангельски поют,
Но в любой момент за хит
Душу продадут.
Жечь-жечь, Нэшвилл сжечь
Весь спалить до тла!
Жечь-жечь, Нэшвилл сжечь
Как рассадник зла!

Если стетсон нацепить
И жевать табак -
Под ковбоя закосить
Сможет и мудак.
Эй, давай, гори-пылай
Подпалим твой зад!
Эй, давай, гори-пылай
Сраный маскарад!

Хорошо бы Нэшвиль сжечь,
Весь до тла спалить
За попытку музыку
Сельскую убить.
Веселей гори костер,
Громче боли крик!
Веселей гори в огне
Нэшвилл-еретик!
I am, somehow, less interested in the weight and convolutions of Einstein's brain than in the near certainty that people of equal talent have lived and died in cotton fields and sweatshops.
—Stephen Jay Gould

Proud owner of 42 Zoupa Points.

The Brain

#70
October 26, 2011, 11:08:13 AM
Quote from: Lettow77 on October 24, 2011, 04:11:09 PM
Hrm. Naturally I can't afford to get sidetracked in a poetry battle, especially one in which my opposition does us both the disgrace of such a simple poetic scheme.

I can't be bothered with anything less than a proper sonnet, which gets back to my main concern: every day I don't produce a sonnet, there are ramifications, and I can't waste my creative output on anything else. Moreover, a sonnet aimed at languish would not meet the constraints of the project and merit inclusion in the 366 rime. 

That said, I did produce this with languish partially in mind.

Quote from: A Tale of Two Shittings 
Disgusting, distended defecation
goes into the world with grunts and groans
Its harried host shudders and moans
upon a seat lined with perspiration
and his roommates' remnant urination
A stinging strain like passing stones
amidst anguished cries in tortured tones
and clenching, cringing consternation

Whereas, a dainty dollop drops down
while waves of warmth wonderfully wend their way
through those whose feces is so favoured
to be the jewel of the colon's crown
the peaceful pinnacle of the pooper's day
simple, tranquil times to be savoured


Careful. My "Greatest Shits" thread was killed by the Crown and I was almost gaoled.
Women want me. Men want to be with me.

Barrister

#71
October 26, 2011, 11:31:25 AM
Almost. :(
Posts here are my own private opinions.  I do not speak for my employer.

Maximus

#72
November 01, 2011, 05:47:25 PM

Eddie Teach

#73
November 01, 2011, 07:05:02 PM
I thought he was supposed to be Ed?  :hmm:
To sleep, perchance to dream. But in that sleep of death, what dreams may come?

Ed Anger

#74
November 03, 2011, 07:29:13 AM
Quote from: Peter Wiggin on November 01, 2011, 07:05:02 PM
I thought he was supposed to be Ed?  :hmm:

This ed guy is putting waaaaaaaaaaay too much work into a troll then.
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