I'm a poet and didn't even know it!

[Jak Sandrow]

An invitation to all
Should not be declined
For poetry to spew
And limericks to rhyme.


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This is an all-invitation for people to make poetry about the poem previous to them.
@[member="Bard of the Hyperlanes"]

 

[Darren Onyx]

I am a master poet. Been writing for three years now. Ok let's see...

That was pretty good,
It didn't make much sense,
Neither does mine,
Refridgerator

 

[Jack Sparrow]

There once was a corpulent Hutt
With an appetite great as his gut.
If upon you he sat
You'd most likely be flat
And expire, no if, and, or butt.

 

[Mereel Vaun]

@[member="Jack Sparrow"] actually..tons of butt
because you just got sat on
by a hutt.

 

[Farko Zord]

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I can't poem,
And neither can you!

 

[Jack Sparrow]

Hutts don't have butts.
They're gastropods.
Nuts.

Carry on.

 

[Farko Zord]

That was good, well done.

Uh.

Romeo oh Romeo, where art thou Romeo? >_>

 

[Mereel Vaun]

Roses are red
Violets are blue
My parents are dead
Im Batman

 

[Thraishe Krine]

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Does this napkin smell like chloroform to you?

 

[Skorn Draclau]

Can we stop already?
With the Roses are red?
And hold this rhyme steady,
to talk of boobies instead.

 

[Fayde]

Grrrmmmmm....

I once a knew a Sith with a red saber,
I looked him over and said we'd fight later,
He refused to listen and cut me no slack,
So I grabbed his throat until I heard a crack,

Licked my lips and thought of my meal,
I'm sure he would be sweeter than a fresh piece of veal,
I sunk in my teeth and it was the worst,
I think this Sith was still being cursed,

 

[Jak Sandrow]

Roses are red
Bacon is red
I can't rhyme
Bacon.

 

[Serana Onyx]

Why the desire for death.
A clean paper or pure white wall.
One false
line, a scratch, a mistake.
Unerasable. So obscureby
adding million other
tracings, blend it
,cover over.
But the original scratch
remains, written in
gold blood, shining.
Desire for a Perfect Life

 

[Rhurek Thane]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LDWJn3IwiaM

 

[Jack Sparrow]

A Haiku:

The smell of the stars
Wafting endlessly through time
There is no such thing.

 

[Jak Sandrow]

My haiku:

Swimming softly south
Who rides the ocean current
None except myself



THAAAAT'S POETRY!!