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UberGoth poem

Started by Cain, May 04, 2005, 06:11:25 PM

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Cain

Roses are black,
Violets are dark and doom-ridden,
Sugar is a conformist thing,
And so are you.

Ghost In The Machine

Quote from: ScribeRoses are black,
Violets are dark and doom-ridden,
Sugar is a conformist thing,
And so are you.

That's almost perfect.  

Nothing about dispair and the futility of existence, though.

Eldora, Oracle of Alchemy

Roses are black
Violets are purple
My pain runs thick
Like rich maple syrple

See, emo and funny :twisted:

Eldora, Oracle of Alchemy

Totally stole maple surple from this song, hehehe  :twisted:

Dang Me

Quote from: Roger Miller
Well here I sit, gettin' ideas
Ain't nothing but a fool would live like this
Out all night and runnin' wild
Woman sittin' home with a month old child

CHORUS:
Dang me, dang me
They oughta take a rope and hang me
High from the highest tree
Woman would you weep for me.

Just sittin' around drinkin' with the rest of the guys
Six rounds bought, and I bought five
Spent the groceries and half the rent
Like fourteen dollars and twenty seven cents.

(CHORUS)

They say roses are red and violets are purple
Sugar is sweet and so is maple surple
Well I'm the seventh out of seven sons
My pappy was a pistol
I'm a son of a gun.

(CHORUS)

Cain

Quote from: Ghost In The Machine
Quote from: ScribeRoses are black,
Violets are dark and doom-ridden,
Sugar is a conformist thing,
And so are you.

That's almost perfect.  

Nothing about dispair and the futility of existence, though.

Nah, I'm saving that for the Emo poems.  :twisted:

Ghost In The Machine

Quote from: Scribe
Quote from: Ghost In The Machine
Quote from: ScribeRoses are black,
Violets are dark and doom-ridden,
Sugar is a conformist thing,
And so are you.

That's almost perfect.  

Nothing about dispair and the futility of existence, though.

Nah, I'm saving that for the Emo poems.  :twisted:

See if you can squeeze them into the first-ever goth limerick.

That'll teach the filthy Irish heathen.

Mangrove

<ahem>

There once was a goth called Leo
Who dressed all in black just like 'Neo'
Couldn't score with the chicks
Likes slitting his wrists and
Filling Live Journal with EMO.
What makes it so? Making it so is what makes it so.

LMNO


East Coast Hustle

LMNO, you may have some competition for being "teh win!"

that was fucking SWEET.

8)
Rabid Colostomy Hole Jammer of the Coming Apocalypse™

The Devil is in the details; God is in the nuance.


Some yahoo yelled at me, saying 'GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH', and I thought, "I'm feeling generous today.  Why not BOTH?"

Mangrove

:oops:

thank you guys...i don't know what to say....<sniff>

no one understands me....or my art.....why is life such a big MEANIE???????????


<slaps self>...sorry, that EMO stuff can be contagious.
What makes it so? Making it so is what makes it so.

LMNO

This kid got tired of Hanson,
So he picked up some Marilyn Manson.
he dressed all in black,
and melanin he lacked
No, he's not epileptic, he's dancin'.

Mangrove

Quote from: LMNOThis kid got tired of Hanson,
So he picked up some Marilyn Manson.
he dressed all in black,
and melanin he lacked
No, he's not epileptic, he's dancin'.


LOL!!

i tip my mitre to you good sir!
What makes it so? Making it so is what makes it so.

Mangrove

it's going to get worse...


A Satanic-fluffy called Ross
Purchased and inverted a cross
Thought he was unholy
But got pwned by Crowley
One n00b less...so no loss.
What makes it so? Making it so is what makes it so.

Eldora, Oracle of Alchemy

A girl liked to dress all in black
Then she colored her hair to match
Her mother saw red
We all laughed instead
Now she's blonde and they've all relaxed

PS This is about my neice.  She is just as evil as she ever was, she's just gone underground like the Santa Claus and his Ol' Lady commune :twisted:

Slarti

spiraling through unholy darkness
death is my only sanctuary
i cry, plunging through eternal abyss
stomping on daises
picking petals from roses
my eyes have been blinded by ashes and soot
one thousand daggers pierce my veins
blood flows, laughing, from open wounds.
darkness.











/sarcasm. i wrote that for my school's 'poetry slam' and got a referral to the 'save our students' program. they thought i was being suicidal xD