Promises? You have Promises? To KEEP?
Luxury! Why when I was young we had to make do with weak covenants and we had to give those back after a transgression!
Has anyone considered that perhaps Frost plagiarized the work of Wildfire? It’s fine to be critical of his positions, but I don’t believe anything is gained by harping on his poetic creativity.
Well, they weren’t really covenants, rather unspoken agreements between strangers. But they were covenants to us!
But if you tell that to the young people today, they won’t believe you.
Is anyone else getting a cramp from having their leg pulled so fucking hard it’s about to pop? It’s not like this is even an especially amusing troll to feed, so why are we still doing it?
You’ve independently discovered one of the most well known lines of 20th century poetry. Not quite monkeys typing Shakepeare, but damn impressive on the ol’ probability bell curve! You should immediately purchase as many lottery tickets as possible.
I think I’ll get as far away from this thrad as possible. The troll has been fed so much it must be mumakil-sized by now.
Oh, we’ll be okay, just as long as there aren’t any Nazgul to swoop in and
Trolls! Trolls with wings!
Ehhh…come on, you’re going to have to try harder than that.
On second thought, don’t bother. Don’t go away angry, just go away.
Over hill, over dale,
Through bush, through brier,
Over park, over pale,
Through flood, through fire.
I do wander everywhere
Swifter than the moon’s sphere.
And I sever the fairy queen
To dew her orbs upon the green.
I made that up all by myself right now! How’d I do? Huh?
One of the best things the SDMB ever did was supply us with Ads by Goooooogle.
How else would we ever get ads like Dam troll to entertain us? 
It’s not arrogance if you’re right; and Cecil does know it all, pretty much. He isn’t titled The Perfect Master for nothing, you know.
I thought it was because he owned the joint.
The two are not mutually exclusive.
Said 100 monkeys typing for only 10 years.
And anyone still posting after Tricats riff on Longfellow is a poser wannabe Queist. Present company included.
Well, it’s not Shakepeare, but t’will serve.
Especially if one owns the joint.
Or, in the words of the immortal Mel Brooks, “It’s good to be the King.”
Is it open mike poetry night?
Hmmm…no poetry, but a pithy epigram: better to keep your mouth shut and be thought a fool, than to open it and remove all doubt…
I used to write poems, but they were too far over everyone else’s head, and I got kind of bored with their lame comments that completely missed the point, so I stopped. Plus, I don’t need them to get chicks anyway.
Or a frog that bites the heads off frogs? I’m so confused, which is a real comedown from all that arrogance.