LAST POST WINS

[a.sub]

sadly my friend you are the one that is wrong

[jonesthecurl]

What's that stand for anyhow? " 'Ave Sommathis U Bastich?"

[william18]

No im last.

[a.sub]

no im last

[jonesthecurl]

...or not.

[debbie4eva]

This is what happens when a chatter leaves his territory..

[jonesthecurl]

said the female impersonator with 0% of turns taken.

[a.sub]

or so

[jonesthecurl]

anyhow...

[a.sub]

speaking of how i won...

[Martin Ronne]

You mean me, right?

[a.sub]

now why would i mean you?

[jonesthecurl]

..when it's me that's won?

[Martin Ronne]

Oh, did you win that stupidity contest you told me about?

[jonesthecurl]

that was your mirror.

[Martin Ronne]

Poor little retard, I ask him about his big day and he go off on some crazy tangent.

[a.sub]

doesnt matter i win

[Martin Ronne]

you forgot the e in wine

[a.sub]

haha i dont drink

[Martin Ronne]

haha i dont drink

nor do you think

[a.sub]

haha i dont drink

nor do you think

but at least i win
and though it may be a sin
i have chosen to beat
those who cant take the heat
as this is the last post
i win the most!


i under stand that "i win the most!" doesnt make sense, but its a fucking poem leave it alone!

[Martin Ronne]

haha i dont drink

nor do you think

but at least i win
and though it may be a sin
i have chosen to beat
those who cant take the heat
as this is the last post
i win the most!


i under stand that "i win the most!" doesnt make sense, but its a fucking poem leave it alone!

Some work you need on your poetry friend
It is the sort that you'd wish would end.
It has no hart
You desgrace your kin
Your literary fart
Leaves me to win.

[a.sub]

why do you question my rhyme
i made it with great loving care,
and in such small amount of time,
and seeing you bash it i cant bear,

but i no longer see the reason,
in complaining over what has been,
for both our poems commit treason,
to literature and yet i still win.

[apey]

I AM WINNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Martin Ronne]

why do you question my rhyme
i made it with great loving care,
and in such small amount of time,
and seeing you bash it i cant bear,

but i no longer see the reason,
in complaining over what has been,
for both our poems commit treason,
to literature and yet i still win.

First peragraph sucks, second one's better.
But they both lack a certain flow, they can't just rhyme you know.
Besides I win.