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A poem!
Sept 29, 2006 16:46:20 GMT -5
Post by MarioOfTheStars on Sept 29, 2006 16:46:20 GMT -5
I'm lying in bed, listening to the rain outside my window, dreading having to drag my snotty-nosed carcass out in it, but I don't think I'm sick enough to not do so. Wait, I just decided that I am. I called in. What a relief! Honestly, though, I don't think that I can bear another day in bed, as I just start aching and my butt hurts and my feet fall asleep and I hate it. But it's better than going in the rain to work and trying to think with all this cotton in my head. that wuz odd.
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Sept 29, 2006 16:52:10 GMT -5
Post by Kocrspinal on Sept 29, 2006 16:52:10 GMT -5
I just found it
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Sept 29, 2006 16:53:17 GMT -5
Post by Kocrspinal on Sept 29, 2006 16:53:17 GMT -5
It's amazing what you can find on the internet, like this website
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Sept 29, 2006 17:12:23 GMT -5
Post by MarioOfTheStars on Sept 29, 2006 17:12:23 GMT -5
haha, wtf!
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Oct 27, 2006 13:00:59 GMT -5
Post by flint54 on Oct 27, 2006 13:00:59 GMT -5
Those Are Some God AWful Poems
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Oct 27, 2006 13:36:29 GMT -5
Post by MarioOfTheStars on Oct 27, 2006 13:36:29 GMT -5
Those Are Some God AWful Poems HAHAHA! I AGREE.
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Oct 28, 2006 12:04:08 GMT -5
Post by flint54 on Oct 28, 2006 12:04:08 GMT -5
LOL
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Oct 28, 2006 12:45:15 GMT -5
Post by MarioOfTheStars on Oct 28, 2006 12:45:15 GMT -5
Evan always makes some random poems.
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Oct 28, 2006 17:01:02 GMT -5
Post by flint54 on Oct 28, 2006 17:01:02 GMT -5
whos evan? let me guess, most people on this forum...you know most of them, right?
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Oct 28, 2006 19:17:51 GMT -5
Post by MarioOfTheStars on Oct 28, 2006 19:17:51 GMT -5
Kocrspinal = Evan.
Me = Austin
Mantis = Austen
Gleasonator = Alex
Takaro = Steve
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Nov 6, 2006 22:03:05 GMT -5
Post by Kocrspinal on Nov 6, 2006 22:03:05 GMT -5
Once there was a little toad, who dreamed of a land across the road. Now this toad did very well know, of the big, strong, black crow. He's perched on a tree, waiting for somebody, to try to pass this road.
Now, now, this little toad, was very smart, He knew of a food to the crow thought was very, very, tart. He laid it out on the road that day, and the crow ate it and flew away.
Now all toads, both big and small, can cross the road, without flaw. Yellow, black, blue or green, these little fellers are hopping machines.
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Nov 6, 2006 22:41:07 GMT -5
Post by MarioOfTheStars on Nov 6, 2006 22:41:07 GMT -5
I won't even bother.
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Nov 7, 2006 18:17:47 GMT -5
Post by Kocrspinal on Nov 7, 2006 18:17:47 GMT -5
Oh how he won't bother, nor will his father.
He boasts of his posts, but he won't even bother.
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Nov 7, 2006 19:52:20 GMT -5
Post by MarioOfTheStars on Nov 7, 2006 19:52:20 GMT -5
Oh how he won't bother, nor will his father. He boasts of his posts, but he won't even bother. (Sucks)
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