Bendersucksfry

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« : 11-20-2006 20:29 »
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You can post any poems u like it doesnt haft to be about futurama but these are rules to make sure theres no gross stuff RULES: 1.NO SEXUAL CONTENT EXAMPLE"skeet skeet' 2.HAVE FUN P.S. HAVE FUN WITH IT
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jle1993

Liquid Emperor
 
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« #7 : 11-21-2006 12:20 »
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Don't know what to do, I don't know this guy no more, This ones sorta new, Olds gone out the door,
He like a child at times, Makes me wanna scream, Gonna keep trying though, Now he's on our team,
Thought I was a goner, Then he came to save me, Feeling something strange now, Whatever could it be?
Feeling something strange, Haven't felt like this before, Can't feel like this now, We're in the middle of a war,
Gotta keep fighting, Ignore what's in my heart, Gonna keep on going, But its tearing me apart,
He had to save me again, I'm glad that he did, Now I get to show him, The feelings that I hid,
A single kiss, In short time, He's forms a bit strange, No reason or rhyme,
Don't care about that, Make the most of the time, Sure we're in a war, But together we'll be fine.
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Bendersucksfry

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« #11 : 11-22-2006 12:35 »
« : 11-22-2006 12:35 »
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ya those are good but im going to try a poem now it will probably suck here you go: Bender is a robot king the only thing he likes to do is kill but he always goes to jail after stealing all of the stuff he makes his chant KILL ALL HUMANS!!!! P.S. I told you i suck at poems
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Writer unit32

Professor

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« #18 : 11-22-2006 12:58 »
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Welcome to our little corner of nerd-world: We call it P.E.E.L. We may snap and growl, but we're a friendly bunch. Enjoy your stay here. PEEL: A more wretched hive of nerds and geekery you will not find!And for more info about anything here, check out WikiPEELia! It's all about us! The official PEEL FAQ. The unofficial PEEL FAQ
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Prowla RX7

Starship Captain
   
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« #33 : 11-22-2006 23:52 »
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I have one too many poems to ever post up here. I've already posted a couple in another poetry related thread. But here's one dedicated to keeping it real.
Ever thought about entering acting? Cause the interactions in your actions Has distracted me from seeing what the fact is Practice, practice, practice They say practice makes perfect But what appears perfect on the surface Doesn't serve its well enough purpose To make it worth it... worthless Getting by carelessly Vicariously living lies, snares, and deceit The world's a stage and you're the star But nobody really knows who you are Even you struggle to find yourself Struggling with time itself Mind in stealth mode Hell's cold, Hell's frozen over Growing older, trying to hold it sober Trying hard, but can't maintain composure Exposed to reality, but trapped in a dream Living fantasies makes nothing as it seems WHAT DOES IT MEAN? Be real, be real about it, face it Embrace it, because reality’s real and you can’t erase it
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