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Hopefully in the counting part so that he sees he wrote a 5-8-5 instead of a 5-7-5.

1. Line
2. Line
3. Line
4. Line
5. that's
6. four
7. times

Ah! I see what happened. I counted "that's" as 'that is'.

BULLETIN BULLETIN BULLETIN

This is now the Dirty Rondeau thread.

A rondeau. It's dirty because the subject matter is Ahmet, whom I hate.

I hate Ahmet with all my heart,
From where I saw his buttocks part,
I could not hide from his mad grin,
I want to punch his face right in,
And forget the smell of his fart.

He dresses like a poor French tart,
He cannot play Mario Kart,
He's ugly underneath the skin,
I hate Ahmet.

Why did this hatred ever start?
I read his posts, that played its part,
And now I can't ignore the din,
His breath smells like its made of sin,
I sorely wish he would depart,
I hate Ahmet.

That was pretty good, actually. I'd write up a response right now, but in ten minutes I'm attending a seminar in which I become magically qualified to work.
Also, I've had my poems published. I'm qualified to judge the integrity of people's writings, you see.

AHMETxRock wrote:That was pretty good, actually. I'd write up a response right now, but in ten minutes I'm attending a seminar in which I become magically qualified to work.
Also, I've had my poems published. I'm qualified to judge the integrity of people's writings, you see.

didn't we already have a discussion about scam poetry publications on this forum?

ruotwocone wrote:

AHMETxRock wrote:That was pretty good, actually. I'd write up a response right now, but in ten minutes I'm attending a seminar in which I become magically qualified to work.
Also, I've had my poems published. I'm qualified to judge the integrity of people's writings, you see.

didn't we already have a discussion about scam poetry publications on this forum?

We did indeed. I think he just covered his ears and screamed "I'm not listening, I'm not listening!"

There once was a man named Dick,
He was a gynormous prick,
Standing up to his name,
Was an impossible aim,
So he settled for the telling, Quick.

That last line was a bit awkward, I don't really get it.

It's late, I made it up. Find your own meaning, any real poetry works that way anyway.

Also, prink doesn't rhyme with quick or Dick.

Lethal Interjection wrote:Also, prink doesn't rhyme with quick or Dick.

REAL poetry doesn't have to rhyme, or so Kimra would have us believe.

That's a typo. It should be prick.

No need to point it out, ya prink!