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I think I might be dead...
And I'm looking for a clue
To know if my guess is true
Maybe the bullet in my head

Just a simple, short poem with a fair enough punchline.

Limericks are very fun

Limericks are very fun
In their own perverted way
Doesn't mean you have to be
A pervert

...that was terrible TT

Within our hearts

Within our hearts
is good
yet very bad
with lots of emotions
holding chierished memories good and bad
believe in the heart
or the brain
its close
choose

cool
next verse:

The passion runs like blood

The passion runs like blood,
It drips right down the door.
The handle stained and bloody,
The wounds now dressed raw.

The night before was fire,
This morning is now ice.
A blade sharp with malice,
A handle gripped in vice.

Two stabs, not one nor three,
Ticks of the clock break quick.
Depart fast soul - torn in two,
Covered the tiles, horrible sick.

Elsewhere, the clock chimes

Elsewhere, the clock chimes
Signaling the time passing by
Sounded though out the city
Signaling the hours passing by


Revival of the undead

Revival of the undead
scares us all
invading homes
millitary comes

you scared
shots fired
lifes lost
undead resting in peace once again
just a horror movie

My tears like rain

My tears like rain
Like bullets inane
Like crushing fear
Like death is near

I see a light
Oh so bright
It's coming here
I taste the fear

My mind explodes
Torn through my brain
My world implodes
This is insane

What has become
Of this desolate plain
When death is the sum
And bullets the pain?

If I die right now
What have I gained?

Nothing at all, nothing at all

Goodbye sun, I'll miss you

Goodbye sun, I'll miss you
behind that cloud
for awhile
no rays warming me

on this day
will it rain
or will it snow
or will it come back

bushing my cheek with warmth
giving me light
i said goodbye
now i say hello

yay we nearly have 40 pages!

we are almost there

We are almost there.
So close, we must not stop here.
We need not stop now.

Next line Sam?

Oops. Tab button strikes again.

The light at the end of the tunnel.

The light at the end of the tunnel
Has been shut off due to the fact
That no one can afford the electric bill because of the recession.

I'm the ninja spy science guy!

I'm the ninja spy science guy,
I zip to work in red dye ties.
My occupation's full of lies,

The stakes of this deadly game are high.

Dangit, I was ninja'd by Moonfairy and her short poem >=\\

I'm the ninja spy science guy
If you ask who I am, that's what I'll reply
I'm black ops with a black belt
I know jujitsu, and I'll kick you to hell

If you do happen to kidnap me
I'll free myself with some HNO3
And if you happen to NOT give me that Nobel Prize
I'll pour HBr right into your eyes

I like to do kickflips shaped like integral curves
But because I'm a spy, there's no one that has heard
Of my epic skills, now that is just sad
And it makes the ninja spy science guy mad

I'm related to Einstein, Pascal, and Pythagoras all
I've been to London, Moscow, L.A., and Nepal
I've kidnapped the governor and blackmailed his wife
Then called Ian Fleming for the movie rights

I'm the ninja spy science guy
If you ask who I am, that's what I'll reply
I have a black belt, a badge, and a Ph.D
The ninja spy science guy, yeah, that is me

I wish you wouldn't do that

I'm the ninja spy science guy!
Wearing a lab coat and ninja black tie
I'm skilled at stealth kills and speedy evasion
As much as I am with differential equations!
My shuirukens move at the speed of light
As I calculate their swift path flight.

There was a time when I was loved