A mundane story

norsenerd · Postby **norsenerd** » Mon Oct 17, 2005 12:33 am

In the year of our lord: twenty ought four Three friends of mine and one pal each Heard a knock come form the door At my house down by the beach. All of us amassed on the porch And there was someone who was quite horse. Now here is a fact that Ill tell you, About the concrete driveway along the side: There were weeds there, more then two And we needed something to make them abide. The problem was out of control, you see. We didnt want them weeds to be. We had been out looking about Around the town and down the block For something to knock those weeds right out. So it came to be, by chiming of the clock, We found someone who was quite strange, Who told us he had something that could be arranged. So his day of coming is here And we let him in, of course. He sits down and we get him a beer. While he communes with some otherworldly force. We all hope that this will work. Otherwise we are all complete dorks. He did his thing then went away, Telling us to wait one or two days. We sit around, hoping, our hearts at bay, That what he did will make them go away. In a few days, when we bothered to care, We checked and they were still there. We sat around and moped about, Thinking up ways to accomplish the task. Whatever we thought, we would doubt, Starting to think cleanliness has past. We needed an idea and we needed it now Otherwise we would have just thrown in the towel. Then one of us got up with a flash He had thought of something he said would work He was about to take off in a dash, But he needed three knives and a fork. He went to the store down on forty-forth And purchased something he then brought forth. Weed-be-gone was then name on the bottle. All of us were skeptical except for the buyer. With his insistence he aimed to startle. We all thought he was a liar. Only time would tell he did say As he went outside and begun to spray. In a few days we all went to the walk, Skeptical but willing to give a look. What we saw made as all bulk. It gave us such a fright and we all shook. We looked down at the ground. There was not a weed at all, around. There is a lesson to be learned here. Its very important, you cant miss And it should be quite dear. If youre wondering, it is this: (And it should be a hit) Spray it; dont say it. (why cant I sue an apostrophe?)

Bocaj Claw · Postby **Bocaj Claw** » Mon Oct 17, 2005 12:34 am

Tom Flapwell · Postby **Tom Flapwell** » Mon Oct 17, 2005 12:56 am

<table border='0' align='center' width='95%' ><tr><td class='quotetop'>Quote: (norsenerd @ Oct 17 2005, 12:33 AM)</td></tr><tr><td class='quotebody'> (why cant I sue an apostrophe?)  </td></tr></table>  Because they have no money to make the lawsuit worthwhile. Seriously, I'm glad for your epic poem. I should write one.

Muninn · Postby **Muninn** » Wed Oct 19, 2005 8:11 pm

It takes a good poet to not botch an ABAB rhyme scheme.

Dr. Doog · Postby **Dr. Doog** » Thu Oct 20, 2005 1:11 am

you also did those songs about me and some other people about a year ago, right? EDIT: <a href='http://definecynical.mancubus.net/forum ... wtopic=960' target='_blank'>Travis's</a> and <a href='http://definecynical.mancubus.net/forum ... wtopic=904' target='_blank'>mine</a>.

norsenerd · Postby **norsenerd** » Thu Oct 20, 2005 3:08 am

Yes I did. Ib elive I ahve a talent for re-writing songs for diferent things. I wrote soem aobu a few othe rpeople and one tha tI can;t psot here that's: "Faggot got Front" off of the lyrics to "Babby Got Back" I think it;s hilarious and is in compelte good humor. I should also say that this poem is dedicated to Spray, who has given me the inspiration to figure otu a way to say "Spray it, dont; say it." IT started writign ti as a stroy adn the first few liens woudl match an ABA ryme schcem and a poetetic rythem with a few minor changes. The result is what you see here.  <table border='0' align='center' width='95%' ><tr><td class='quotetop'>Quote: (Jacob @ Oct 19 2005, 04:11 PM)</td></tr><tr><td class='quotebody'> It takes a good poet to not botch an ABAB rhyme scheme.</td></tr></table>  *blushes a tad* aww thanks. Id on;t think it takes as much as beigna good poet as being persistant. It's takes as mcuh peotic talant as a AABB scheam but you jsut need to keep to alternating them. I dont; liek poetry taht muhc (I thinkb ecause most of it is bad. I find that peetry is either reayl good ro awfull. Realy good poetry is unbalivable and there's ntohgin better but the vast majroity of peorty is just bad) and I dont; think I'm usualy good at it but It ry every now and then. I apreciate the good coments.

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