There once was a poster named Ghost Knife....

AAAHHHH dont ask :coffee2: :duh: :huh: that one got away from me
 
along time ago in a galaxy far far away
there lived a poster named meemee
her favorite comics were done by stanlee
the brand was called marvel
worth more than a marble
she had one big stack
out way in the back
some were stained with coke
but that was part of the joke
the best music at the time was folk
created by a wrinkled slow poke
with not much ammunition
she was put to submition
the music was stollen
my ollen mc' mollen
who was mee mee's dad
and that was the fad
which made people mad
extremely glad
and very sad
when called the young lads
mee mee had 5 cd's
done by the bee's
who don't shave there knee's
unless you say please
but will refuse cheese
because it kills of the flease
that eat golfers tea's
and thats what they farm
and's tatooed on there arms
don't set off the alarms
or she'll spill lucky charms
so don't by mee mee's records
cause tthere guitars can't do chords
unless u by the right one
there will be none
then where's the fun
that shone from the sun
onto your hot dog bun
who just beatup a nun
so mee mee's been shunned
because she had no pet loon
to feed with a spoon
under the moon
with a good tune!
 
Now that one rocked.....thanks KL

An Ode to Kuhli Loach....

Once upon a time in a land far away
There was a young man who liked to rhyme each and every day
He would write some really cool poems that made a lot of sense
Most of his poems were thin while others were dense
He could rhyme any word
That anyone has ever heard
Pick one word he would say
And that word would be a poem in so many a different way
He loved to make poem after poem after poem
And wherever he would roam
He would find objects and such
And write poems oh so very much
Just give him a word
And watch him write a poem
That no one has ever heard
And when you read it
That he is at home
Waiting for the next bit
To write a poem while he is on a roam...:bowing: :bowing:
 
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one day mee mee got a new car
with it's milage it could'nt go very far
without stopping stopping for gas
every three mile pass
but ran over the grass
but when she could pass
a big tall glass
very very fast
she was the very last
on a journey through the past
she started a dream that could last
in the dry and vast
scales of her cast
and she got it from a bruise
that a moose tried to glues
now she sings the blues
for her only gass fuse
that wasnt in the news
but did in fact lose
her big bunny shoes
that came in two's
one resembles you
since your the lucky few
thats very new
you won't have a clue
why her cow says moo
or even wants to chew
on that brown smelly goo
from the senator wu
he will report your head
for having fun in mee mee's bed
that she naimed ted
even fred
didn't like mee mee's bread
'cause it's full of lead
so take your med(s)
so that bread flead
to the US
who would've guessed
that mee mee's possesed
and failed a test
for the very best
that resebled a crest
or a chicken breast
that could dance in the west
and sleep in a bird nest
without a hairy chest
she can't go on a quest
for all those who are skinny
who need an old ninny
be fore she quit
she through a fit
like an oven mit
smiling for a skit
advertising a buiscit
and she had lit
the light to help nit
and yelled holy $#!%
for the thought
that she bought
a dress with a not
and almost got caught
lying in the parking lot
and got shot
and totaly forgot
about her fathers yaught
she saw on tv
a big fat bee
stinging her knee
for all those they
shed on there fleas
balancing a cup of tea
and she never was naughty
when it came to the potty
that's why nobody called her a hotty!
 
there once was a poster named yofishboy
who thought with forum threads he could toy.
how could he know where it led,
he's sorry he started this thread,
it's gotten out of hand and there's no joy.
 
there once was a member named fishfry
with all these posts he could'nt denie
that he ruined the fun
that was neccesary un
he makes me really wanna cry!
 
There once was a wench named jess
who's wenchy technique was a mess
i showed her the way
to make a geek stay
she shall make a good wench still
and with men learn to be pure evil
 
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