Log on, send notes of introduction I'm Laura, your blushing hipster bride to be Your taste in music's great, come on die young You're in fashion now, you read the N M E?
How'd you find my profile, thought I'd hid it well That album I can take or leave these days Your clothes you should know really lack some style The N M E, it's totally passe
So please expell yourself from my inbox Delete delete, your photo skills are none There's another girl, worthy of my cock With longer legs, her fanny I would fill
Fine then, You stuck up **** go fuck yourself When I do I swear not to think of you
Forgotten inbox boys
I've rearranged my interest list quick smart It matches her's exactly now you see Arctic Monkeys, The Postal Service, yeah? Made for each other, right down to a tee
More lonely boys who think their wit not beat That's the third today and it's not yet 1 Beauty with any out, and their hairy cheeks Too much self belief in these witless geeks
Can't you see it clear, the uglyness Mirrored at you despite your useless youth? My **** you'll not come near, lets be straight Shame because its juice tastes like cherry coke
I'm not going to message you ever A loser, by now you should be knowing
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A thread where you commission a poem from TMO
I was actually thinking of starting a thread along these lines to get everyone out of the Royvacs inspired-doldrums. I saw the idea on a music forum I frequent and thought we could shamelessly rip it off. It goes a little something like this:
In this thread you may request a poem to be written. With luck your request may inspire one of TMO's many talented writers to write a poem along the lines you suggest and post it here. With somewhat less luck, your request may attract the attention one of TMO's many talented wiseacres. It's pot luck.
At a minimum you should provide either a title or a subject for the poem. It might help to add a few more hints about the content, but not too many. You don't want to hinder the creative juices.
For example, you might ask for:
a lament upon the death of the late queen mother, wherein a chorus of hat makers are involved in a call and response with a chorus of footmen
an ode to cheese in vers libre
a narrative poem entitled "On the Way to the Rubbish Bin"
A lyric upon feet and their impact upon lovers' hearts...
...you get the idea.
Some requests may attract more than one response. Others may fail. The whole point is to sing! Sing! Sing, I tell you! Or, croak, if you will. But come, let us wax poetic. My request? I would like a poem in the style of the Liverpool Poets. The subject matter is to describe the moment you catch sight of someone who broke your heart - and they're with their new lover. And the poem should include the word 'bumlove'.
quote:Originally posted by London: My request? I would like a poem in the style of the Liverpool Poets. The subject matter is to describe the moment you catch sight of someone who broke your heart - and they're with their new lover. And the poem should include the word 'bumlove'.
You ask for a poem about heartache As though my sorrow is yours To spill like guts Across the time and the space of this forum
I remember the hot day my heart froze In a pub garden In North London When she arrived trailing her longhaired new lover And shreiking stories about cold cum and hot bumlove.
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Hurrah, thanks Thorn. But you have to commission a poem at the end of yours! Also, I think we should make it so that you don't have to answer one to commission one - that way, we'll have more to choose from. Benway... you want a poem?
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quote:Originally posted by New Way Of Decay: Dan dan dan dant dant dan dan Din din din dint dint din din Dan dan dan dant dant dan dan Din din din dint dint din din (y'all ready for this)
Dan danna dan dan dan (wooh) Dan danna danna nan (wooh wooh) Dan danna dan dan dan (wooh) Dan danna danna nan (wooh wooh)
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You just made a small wee-wee come out of my willie.
quote:Originally posted by Thorn Davis: OK - I'd like a poem considering the problems of identity in the fast moving 21st Century, and I'd like it done in the style of either
a) a shakespearean sonnet
or
b) A Slayer song circa. Reign in Blood.
Withered corpse through flesh is plump Though hot blood through these veins doth pump Simulcura, eviscerate, I need a blade to scrape my hate Flower! Bloom on blissful white Criss-cross my flesh, can’t bear this sight
LEAD: KING Simulcura, eviscerate! I need a blade to scrape my hate
My tongue a tattered white-crust scrap Though on these lips lipstick doth crack Self-flagellate, asphyxiate, pass me flame to burn my hate Timbers tumble down to graves Christians no more here will praise
LEAD: HANNEMAN Self-flagellate, asphyxiate! Pass me a flame to burn my hate
Between my legs, a furrow dry Though desperate men still desperate pry Dominate, evacuate, I’ll vomit up to show my hate My birdbones turning brittle-thin What lurks without shall turn within
LEAD: HANNEMAN, KING Dominate, evacuate! I’ll vomit up to show my hate!
CHANT TO CLOSE: Simulcura, eviscerate! Self-flagellate, asphyxiate! Dominate, evacuate! Demonstrate this world of hate!
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What style and subject were we on now ?, I think as Londie wrote the last one she's the one to suggest this isn't she ?
quote:Originally posted by London:
Hurrah, thanks Thorn. But you have to commission a poem at the end of yours! Also, I think we should make it so that you don't have to answer one to commission one - that way, we'll have more to choose from. Benway... you want a poem?
Anyone who wants a poem can have one. You don't have to write one to suggest one. Who wants a poem? I'll do it! I'm at work! I want a topic and a style! Come on come on come on. This is a genius thread topic and I can totally say that because I nicked the idea off someone else. WHO WANTS POEM????? Ask for poem. Poempomepomepome!
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quote:Originally posted by vikram: write a poem about watching a smug shoreditch emo **** get beat up by a steroid-addled asshole bouncer
There’s no beauty to our dance of shame. As I see my bloodied face reflected in your shoes And kiss my own sweet split lips with each and every kick I long for your love and understanding So that I may kiss you and take away your pain
*edit - Didn't read that write, I was supposed to be watching ,,, Damn.
There’s no beauty to your dance of shame. As you see your bloodied face reflected in his shoes And kiss your own sweet split lips with each and every kick You long for his love and understanding So that you may kiss him and take away his pain
Prod me, poke me, tear me apart Puff my face up with a sting Shove your fingers where it’s dark Force the drill in, make it sing
Puff my face up with a sting Push me back into the chair Force the drill in, make it sing From pearly white to brittle husk
Push me back into the chair I’d hurt you back but I don’t dare From pearly white to brittle husk All that decays must turn to dust
I’d hurt you back but I don’t dare Shove your fingers where it’s dark All that decays must turn to dust Prod me, poke me, tear me apart.
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