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Wierd poetry

Started by Cain, October 06, 2005, 04:13:43 PM

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Cain

In this thread, we put examples of the wierdest poetry we can find.

I'll start the ball rolling with a lovely piece of lyric poetry from Alcman which reads:

"You made a cheese, large and firm, for the Slayer of Argos".  That was the only retrived bit, pobably for the best.

LMNO


Shibboleet The Annihilator

I fscking hate poetry, just sayin.

Gimoz

OMG NOW A FUCKING AWESOME PIECE OF POETRY BY MYSELF!!!!!111

If I were gay,
and you were too,
I would like to marry you.

OMG I AM TEH WIN!!!!1

LMNO

I just wish I had found the "Crotch Rocket" poem when we were still doing the "correct motorcycle" bit.

Shibboleet The Annihilator

Quote from: GimozOMG NOW A FUCKING AWESOME PIECE OF POETRY BY MYSELF!!!!!111

If I were gay,
and you were too,
I would like to marry you.

OMG I AM TEH WIN!!!!1



Yeah, that pic would've helped pwn the motorcycle.

Irreverend Hugh, KSC

Quote from: LMNO

That's just fcuking creepy.
"Time for the tin-foil hats, girls and boys!"

ataraxia

Quote
As swerving swarms with mingled wings of silt
And frothy fronds by pond up-floating logs
Did balance where, when pick'd unto the hilt
With chaliced air and chants by saddened frogs,
Were flared such snares as, whipp'd in fog aloft,
Delivered them upon a plaque ecstatic,
For all, when writ in thrall and whispered soft,
Had ripped their ribs -- their "I" died adiabatic.

O Manx, a fabled flag whence sailed the spur
From clasping clogs to asps so crassly lynched,
Where sparsely sang, in wisps of Seminole,
Such western tongues as sank on sandy shoal,
What florid frost, what wat'ry web was winched?
Or shall I shift? Or shall I (suavely) slur?
- Douglas Hofstader (and Peter Jones), Le Ton beau de Marot
Lossage, sausage, whatever.
http://scoriens.andrew.cmu.edu/

Irreverend Hugh, KSC

That's fucking creepy too.

Fuck poets.
"Time for the tin-foil hats, girls and boys!"

Horab Fibslager

can i post a link to my own?

msot folks say it's good, but i'm a huge weirdo, so i reckon maybe my psalms are too.
Hell is other people.

Irreverend Hugh, KSC

Quote from: Horab Fibslagercan i post a link to my own?

msot folks say it's good, but i'm a huge weirdo, so i reckon maybe my psalms are too.

I knows that will be even creepier.
"Time for the tin-foil hats, girls and boys!"