i'm your willing slave
deliberation is king
chessboard black on white
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i'm your willing slave
deliberation is king
chessboard black on white
chessboard black on white
searching through these distant trees
for a land long gone
for a land long gone
much noise many banners flown
legends of the fall
legends of the fall,
get forgotten in the spring
fame is fleeting
fame is fleeting
dreadnoughts battleships grey seas
yes indeed britain
Our Gaudy World
Glamorous towers.
Inside you they seek, to provoke,
Television shine.
Hi Gawaine, you need to use the last line of the previous Haiku to play this game.
Yes indeed Britain
Has produced fine shows that on
Television shine.
Television shine.
On a never ending day
Full of good and bad.
Full of good and bad
Just like the human race, no-
Body is exempt.
;) :wave:
body is exempt
censure from crimes of the flesh
blame it on the brain
blame it on the brain
that's what i said! but - no, it
don't hold up in court.
Don't hold up in court
Lime green shorts as evidence
Of good fashion sense.
Of good fashion sense
Some show obliviousness
As their only sense.
As their only sense,
to take along with their pride,
this now is their soul.
This now is their soul,
A bag of sand and strange oils;
A weird religion!
A weird religion
yet, songs like 'I'll Fly Away'
Cleave my soul in two.
Cleave my soul in two
With what? an angel's saber?
Steel blades won't cut through.
Steel blades won't cut through
Like a warranteed ring in
Marriage selection.
Marriage selection
Depends on the selector
The same as milk fat.
The same as milk fat
Cheese congealed and aged
Makes me very hungry.
Makes me very hungry,
Stomach rumbling loudly
Like tractors on dirt.
Makes me very hungry
The doe-fresh look of the new
Born calf - veal loaves!
:lol: Now all the animal rights people are going to come after you.Quote:
Originally Posted by Riesa
Born calf - veal loaves!
No, too cute to cut apart.
Will be a moo cow.
will be a moo cow
thinking be a barking dog
mind under matter
Mind under matter
Until Stephen thinks other
Long live the Irish!
Long live the Irish
Their writers and songsters
Have entertained us.
Have entertained us
With tales told nearing slumber
Lit by crackling limbs.
Lit by crackling limbs
The old man seeks respite in
His downy bed so soft.
Hey I'm that old man! :D
His downy bed so soft
Having been on strange mattress
For a week too long.
yes, I was thinking of you, old man. :D
For a week too long,
She traverses the two step
steps, but still can't dance.
Seriously, Virgil, do you ever sleep? Isn't it past 3:00 in New York?
Steps, but still can't dance;
No rhythmic blending of shoe
With polished surface.
with polished surface
the jigsaw east of europe
becomes one with one
becomes one with one -
she takes his uncertain hand
and smiles, "i do."
And [she] smiles, "i do,"
As I fit the ring upon
her precious finger.
her precious finger
the sun trapped in stone and ring
castle under siege
Castle under siege
The ballistas begin to
Reload their arrows
Reload you Arrow
You cowerd! Come Back you hear!
Unguard here they come!
unguard here they come
what untoward disorient
occidental fate
Occidental fate
Desires Oriental girl
For marriage and date.
ooh, Virgil, I like.
*disappears again, will catch up asap...