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|Posted by: CountAlpicola Oct 15 2003, 10:04 AM|
| Watch your back, Largo!
It does not help Erika
If you don't look out.
Ed puts on the moves
I only hope Erika
Sees right through his face
|Posted by: Rowan Bristol Oct 15 2003, 12:00 PM|
| The lightning of justice
the slow rumble of thunder
|Posted by: MoneyMan Oct 15 2003, 12:55 PM|
| Flood hammer attack
turn around, Largo
|Posted by: iulius Oct 15 2003, 01:31 PM|
| The rain slips between
blades of grass, the rising tide
hammers at the dikes
|Posted by: AncestralHamster Oct 15 2003, 08:52 PM|
| Childlike innocence.
Purity protected by
a fallen angel.
There once was a bishie named Ed,
who went where angels fear to tread.
As Erika disapproves,
Ed tries on his moves,
not knowing he soon will be dead!
For your amusement ...
The limerick's birth is unclear:
Its genesis owed much to Lear.
It started as clean,
But soon went obscene.
And this split haunts its later career.
|Posted by: Lil_L Oct 15 2003, 11:14 PM|
| night by night
....ummm....er....ummm.....STUPID HAIKU!....yeah, I got nothing. *snickers*
(This has been yet another random post by Lil L....just cause she's new and she can. Thank you.)
|Posted by: Silent_Rogue Oct 15 2003, 11:16 PM|
| Erika's cold stare
Ed has no skill in flirting
I sense pain coming
|Posted by: iulius Oct 16 2003, 09:19 AM|
| Night by night, Lil L
tries to write haiku but can't
seem to find the words
night by night *snickers*
um.. er.. um.. stupid haiku
yeah, I got nothing
|Posted by: Keita-chan Oct 16 2003, 09:27 AM|
| Ed has lost his mind.
Flirting with Hayasaka.
He has a death wish.
|Posted by: Lil_L Oct 16 2003, 01:45 PM|
| *dies laughing and snugs on iulius*
HEY! What I wrote was poetry afterall!!!! I just needed someone else to find it. *snickers* Thanks so much, you've made my day.
|Posted by: Shoka Oct 16 2003, 09:53 PM|
The new face of this bish Sony goon
Has made guys grit their teeth, and girls swoon;
And though he's to blame,
It is really a shame,
That he's probably losing it soon.