An ode to NetspeakNetspeak (150 characters)
Im not one for netspeak
It really makes me sick
To throw aside our syntax
And make yourself look thick
Is all the space we need
For our hopes, our dreams, our aspirations!
(it costs more if we exceed)
Orwell thought this would happen
But called it newspeak (the quack!)
If he had have changed the w
Hed be more along our track
Say whatever you want
But dont keep it simple and plain!
Whats that you write? Brb?
Lol we do exclaim!
We feel the need to tell eachother
How we look when we have read
All our lols lmaos and rofls
We wouldnt want to have mislead
But dont think youll avoid it
It happens to the best
So start using those num63r5
nd gve ths vwls a rst
So heres to you, netspeak
You grammar ignoring fad
As far as idiom revolutions go
Youre the best weve ever had
Massacre of the InnocenceGeorgie Porgie threw an orgyMassacre of the Innocence7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
just outside L.A.,
where Jack Be Nimble grabbed his thimble,
outing him as gay...
Little Jack Horner bought Time Warner
before the bubble burst,
though Jumping Jack Flash saw the crash
and liquidated first...
Jack said Jill was taking the Pill
to ward off impregnation;
the Three Blind Mice have lobbied twice
for victim's compensation...
Little Miss Muffet had her tuffet
and Little Bo Peep married a creep;
lamb chops gave him gout...
Jack Sprat's wife went under the knife
for Lap-Band surgery,
then Third Little Pig struck it big
on reality TV...
Old King Cole's gone on the dole,
exposed as a pretender;
while Wee Wil
1800 points Give Away!"all you have to do is Favorite this journal to enter the give away."1800 points Give Away!2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
"Why I'm giving away so much points."
Only few month left till I going to college.
But right now my family is at financial crisis.
They only have barely enough to pay for their own
food.They is very serious, I would not take something
like this to joke about.
They will pay $0 dollar for my collage tuition because of
their financial situation.
The only way is scholarships.
Today, I have entered a scholarship
that would change the way I live every
single day.Because this scholarship
will pay all my tuition.
How it work.
If you favorite this journal you will get to win 10 points out of 1800.(10 person)
If you vote for me in the scholarship contest.
(Most be 18 & older to vote and have a Facebook.)
you will get a chance to win one of those price.
Grand price: 1124 points
second price: 500 points
Third price: 10 person will each win 10 points
total of 100 points
PunishmentThe police were out in force, sirens flashing everywherePunishment8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I didn't understand, I couldn't see how it was fair
I suppose it was my punishment for being such a fool
And I still regret the day that I peed in the swimming pool.
Very soon the whole world knew, I was on the evening news
Thousands came to talk to me, the journalists formed queues
I was being sent to jail, because I broke the golden rule
That at no cost must you ever pee in someone's swimming pool.
They collected water samples, fingerprints and DNA
And told me I was guilty; there was nothing I could say
I supposed that prison couldn't be a whole lot worse than school
But I wished beyond all words that I had not peed in the pool.
I was locked indoors all morning, I broke rocks all afternoon
It was torturing my mind, I really hoped I'd get out soon
We ran on treadmills every day, they fed us all on gruel
I suppose it was fair punishment for peeing in the pool.
They gave me a life sentence, I was never coming out
I slumped against
The NightmareI walk along a corridorThe Nightmare7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As clichéd as it sounds
Walls all painted white
And all the light surrounds
Someones waiting for me
Just along the way
In a hushed whisper
He stopped me just to say:
Picture a blackened room
With no one at your call
If you can stand this
Then you can stand it all
Foolishly I accept
How hard can it be?
A dark room is nothing new
If only I could have seen
The silence bites my ears
As they crave another noise
My eyes adjust to nothing
While the gloom starts to destroy
I question my morality
And my own will to live
My morale free falls
Like water through a sieve
Yearning for deaths hand
To take me elsewhere
I try to take myself
Im destroyed beyond repair
My cries in the dark
No candle to light my way
Begging for the comfort
Of a brand new day
Save me I cry
Stop this pain I feel
I thought this was a dream
This is all too real
HoboIf I were a hobo what would I do?Hobo10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'd live in a box and pee on you.
I'd sleep on the ground instead of a bed,
and bugs would live in the hair on my head.
I'd live on the streets, homes aren't an option.
And kids, if they're lucky, get put up for adoption.
And in the winter I might get frost bit,
but nobody cares, not one little bit.
I do not eat and I will not live long,
so when you see a hobo remember this song.
Poison Apple Book PreviewPoison Apple Book Preview9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Liam T. Dredd and Diaphanous Haze
Were married in not unusual ways.
They booked a cathedral, they made their vows,
Bought as much insurance as the state allows.
He called her Daffi, She called him Lee,
He wrote out their wills, she made them some tea.
"I'll sign the papers if you will," she said.
"A million if either of us drops dead."
"I have a confession, my dear," said he.
"Counting the others, you're Wife Number Three.
"My dear exes were strangled, drowned and shot,
They left me quite lonely, but left me a lot."
"How sad!" said Daffi with a secret smile,
"But at least your marriages were worthwhile.
"Now, my late husbands, of which there were four,
Never gave me a penny. That's why they're no more."
"It seems I'll be careful from now on," Lee sighed,
"For I've finally found my match in a bride.
"And speaking of matches, look under your chair,
I've hidden a clever bomb under there."
"Oh, I found it," said Daffi, "I'm afraid it's destroyed
"That charming young housemaid w
A Red vs. Blue ChristmasTwas a cold, winters night, and down at blue base,A Red vs. Blue Christmas8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Life slowly went by at a monotonous pace;
Artillery was left without guard, and who cared?
Attack the blue base? Red Team wouldnt dare!
Down in the bunker Caboose and Church sat,
Wishing for something that they could shoot at.
While Tex in her grey and Sis in her yellow.
Hoped command would send out a more interesting fellow.
Then, to their surprise who should come running in?
Twas Tucker with an unhelpful look of chagrin.
Theyre just over the hill! He yelled in great haste.
To your posts! shouted Church, They will not take our base!
From the roof they could see the Reds getting quite close,
In their beat up Warthog and a couple of Ghosts.
From below, in the garage came an engine-like sound,
As Sheila drove out, and her gun swung around.
So, now what? said Caboose all these buttons are swell.
Oops, wrong one. And he cringed
Liebe macht blindEdward heiß ich, bin Vampir,Liebe macht blind3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Fledermaus und wildes Tier.
Dennoch schenkte sie mir Liebe,
Traute mir, trotz meiner Triebe.
Ohne Hirn und ohne Sinn
Gab sie sich mir gänzlich hin.
Tja, so hab‘ ich sie gebissen,
Venen blutig aufgerissen.
Jämmerlich ist sie verreckt,
Immerhin, sie hat geschmeckt.
Ode to CAKEI have feasted on all sorts of dates,Ode to CAKE5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
eaten food at alarming rates,
but no taste can compare to the taste fit to share:
a slice of luscious, chocolate iced CAKE.
You give me cookies, I'll shove them back into your face,
give me candy, I'll toss it away with much haste.
So don't let that food go to waste:
just give a large plate of CAKE!
CAKE is so devine,
it's fit to be mine.
It is oh, so fine.
Now, please, let me dine!
Now, don't turn our friendship to hate:
just give me that delicious, iced CAKE!
FrogsHop hop hop,Frogs11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Senses so keen.
With that tongue that I so love
Powerful legs to lift you above
My hands whilst I try to mend
My little froggy friend.
You sit by my pond,
Singing your froggy song,
That little croak, so distinct,
I wonder, could you live in my sink?
I'd like to keep you as a pet,
I'd always take you to the vet,
You'd be my favourite little froggy,
Much better than my dumb old doggy.
Unlike the French, I'm not so keen,
Of eating little leggies green,
I much prefer the alive you,
Rather than see you in a stew.
My little froggy friend,
You drive me around the bend,
You hop all over my garden path,
I'd even put you in my bath.
But I don't think you'd like the suds,
For froggies, they aren't so good,
You prefer the icky weed
Of my pond, where the cat has peed…
With your little toes, and wriggly eyes,
Eating bugs, and catching flies,
With your wiggly legs, and slimy skin,
I take you to the pond, and drop you in.
All froggies should be free,
CheeseCheese10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
cheese, oh cheese, I like you cheese!
I like you cheese, oh smelly cheese!
with your cheesy ways
how you can please!
I love you my yellow cheese.
I would love you in the day.
I would love you lat at night.
for you my chedder cheese
I would put up a fight!
you are my yummy cheese!
I give my pledge to the farm
so the cows receive no harm
for these creatures are the makers
of my creamy cheese
cheese, oh cheese, oh geez, i live you cheese!
Der Herr der Ringe (leicht verkuerzte Version)Abends spät, da klopft es leise,Der Herr der Ringe (leicht verkuerzte Version)3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Gandalf war’s, der Graue Weise.
„Frodo, Lust auf einen kurzen Flug,
Auf Adlers Schwinge, schnell genug?“
„Warum soll ich heut Nacht denn fliegen,
Wo auch im Bett ich könnte liegen?“
„Um Saurons Ring schnell zu vernichten,
So spar’n wir uns gar viel Geschichten.“
So flogen sie zum Schicksalsberg,
Sahen weder Ork noch Zwerg,
Ließen dann den Ring reinplumpsen
Hörten laut des Berges Rumsen,
Danach, sie flogen wieder heim,
Welt retten kann so einfach sein.
Season HaikusSPRINGSeason Haikus5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Leaves come back to trees
all the pools open again
finally school's out
I'm not a big fan:
It's too hot. But at least school
isn't back 'till fall
School comes back(not so good)
But, mercifully, it starts
to cool down a bit.
This one's my favorite
It's really cold(which I like)
lot's of holidays
Roses are blue...Roses are blue,Roses are blue...5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
violets are red.
If you don't like this poem,
I'll make you real dead.
A KissDo you recall that day when you kissed someone special?A Kiss6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The time she gave your most awaited prize, a medal.
I mean, when the clock stopped, and you were alone with her.
And when you lost control of yourself and gasped for air.
You pulled her near, closer, until you became just one.
Your heart beat faster and you felt the heat of the sun.
And because it was your first time, you thought This is fun!
Those glaring blue eyes revived the Phoenix inside you.
You wanted her so much. And you just don't want to rest.
It was as if those fingers that traveled from your chest,
To your back, face, then intertwined with your hands like glue
Made you feel so conscious, happy, and satisfied too.
Her fragrance like roses or lavender, you can't tell.
She's like the devil and from her temptation you fell.
Those mouth-watering lips, you savored every tiny bit.
Inches to foot, slowly, you were falling to the pit.
And you were thinking, My body and soul, will I sell?
You stopped for a m
Der ChemikerDie Stimmung im Labor war mies,Der Chemiker4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
ein paar Kollegen wirklich fies.
Grad' Berthold konnt' ein Arschloch sein,
War intrigant und hundsgemein.
Da trank er Kaffee mit Arsen,
so war's recht schnell um ihn gescheh'n.
Und meinen Chef, hart wie Granit,
erlegte ich mit Cyanid.
Ein wenig leiden musst' er noch,
war doch die Dosis nicht sehr hoch.
Am Ende ist er doch gestorben.
Ich hab' mich um den Job beworben.
Das Schleimen dann, das konnt' nicht schaden,
nun leite ich den ganzen Laden.
Von dem Erfolg höchst inspiriert
hab' ich's dann auch privat probiert.
Zuerst musst' Onkel Heinrich sterben,
so konnt' ich seine Villa erben.
Und Tanja, die mein Herz gebrochen,
hat kurz darauf Phosgen gerochen.
Vom neuen Freund zum Arzt geschickt,
war's schon zu spät – sie ist erstickt.
Tja, und der Freund, was soll man sagen,
er hat Strychnin halt nicht vertragen.
Nun Frauen – junge, hübsche, forsche –
Sie steh'n auf mich und meinen Porsche.
Erfolg macht mich zum tollen Hecht.
Woman, you bow down to me."Woman, you bow down to me."Woman, you bow down to me.2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!
Can someone explain please,
...Hm. What's the word...?
Ah! Broke ass niggas,
that they just automatically worth my time.
Can't hand me a dime,
yet steady on my phone line,
trying to be cool and talk that masculine shit.
Just cause you got a dick,
and I don't?
Talking bout, "I'll take care of you."
no, you won't.
Ok! Ok! Ok!
Lets just go into theory.
You marry me, and as you see,
I cook, clean, and walk around barefoot and pregnant.
You're basically my master;
I wait on you every second.
But, you see,
that ain't how this story really goes down, kids!
Now, the reality is,
yo stupid ass got pockets that always be acting funny!
You'd be having yo kids roaming around here,
See, now I got my shit straight!
I can tell you noticed that,
yet you still steady tryin' to talk that smack!
"Oh, see. Now you trying to get smart."
I ain't even trying to start!
Der WerwolfGar lautlos flog die Fledermaus,Der Werwolf4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Der runde Mond kam silbrig raus.
Nun Krallen wuchsen, Kleidung riss,
Ich spürte wild mein Wolfsgebiss.
Die Augen waren rot vor Glut,
Ich war gefährlich, voller Wut.
Ich hatt' seit Monden nichts gefressen,
Da roch ich fern ein gutes Essen.
Ein junges Mädchen ganz allein,
Wie konnte sie so dämlich sein?
Ein weiter Sprung, ein schriller Schrei,
Ein kurzer Kampf, es war vorbei.
Nun war die hübsche Jungfer tot,
Ihr Körper war mein Abendbrot
To Kill A Mocking BirdIts a sin to kill a mockingbirdTo Kill A Mocking Bird7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A father warns his kin
They dont ruin your garden
No, all they do is sing
Shoot all the blue jays you want
Thats if you can hit em
But to shoot a mockingbird
Thats something to condemn
The little town of Maycomb
Absorbed within their ways
Full of prejudice and class
Under the suns heat haze
Isolated from the world
The townsfolk dont do much
No cash to use or exchange
Theyre very out of touch
But the towns mood turns tart
As her father defends
A black man accused of rape
That he quickly befriends
The little town of Maycomb
The news spreads like decay
Town full the same views
Women gossip all day
Take that back about my Dad
Screams Scout to her Nephew
Ya Dads a nigger lover
Its a bad point of view
Dad, whats a nigger lover?
Says Scout to Atticus
Its something meaningless, hun
Ignore them, do your best
The little town of Maycomb
The trial is on
Can You Guess Who I Am?I have a little problemCan You Guess Who I Am?2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My head is made of wood
My brain is non existent,
I’d change it if I could.
My body’s made of wood too,
It’s hard to move around,
But if I do, I kinda make
a nasty clomping sound.
I don’t seem to have hearing.
Or have eyes that can see,
And yet I do not wish,
To be anyone but me.
Yes, really I am quite content,
Though I know I am a freak,
Immobile and non-sensing,
Without the means to speak.
But now and then a higher hand,
Waves above my head,
And magically I come to life,
No longer am I dead.
Who am I you may well ask.
Does anybody know?
I really cannot lie to you,
For my nose will surely grow.
Jedna kartka z Histori RedaGdzieś tam w Icy Towe* mieszkał z żoną , Cynde, Red . Red siedział w salonie na fotelu i wygrzewał sie przy kominku. A jego żona gotowała mu kolację. Na dworze panowała burza śnieżna, temperatura była na minusie, a przy drzwiach domu stanął jakiś dziwny fioleetowy smok.Jedna kartka z Histori Reda5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
- ja otworze! -po otwarciu drzwi...
- cześć kochanie- uśmiechnął się Spyro
- yyy... spyro?! juz sie dawno nie widzieliśmy.... odpowiedziała Cynder
- ale ja dalej cb kocham... ciągnął dalej
- CO on od cb chce kochanie?! zawołał Red
- nic, nic kotku...
- kotku?! uuu... widze że znalazłaś sobie nowego...
- tak, a to nie twoja sprawa!
- CO ON CHCE OD NAS?!
- WYNOCHA BRUDASIE !!!
- przepraszam pana.... czy pan wie, ze pan ma plame na ryju?
WON MI STĄD!!!
- kotku nie bij go!!
- nie mów do mnie kotku! co to ma znaczyć? TOTW
The Minecrafter's PrayerOur Programmer, who art above the maximum building height, Notch be thy name, thy cobblestone fortress come, thy code be executed on our computers as it is on yours.The Minecrafter's Prayer6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Give us today our daily bread made of three bushels of wheat in a horizontal line, and forgive us our griefing, as we forgive those who grief against us.
Lead us not into fatally deep mineshafts, and deliver us from creepers, for thine is the coding and the l33tness, for ever and ever.