** The Rule Is Simple. State Your Thoughts On Any Given Topic As Though You Were The Bard Himself.**
The light draws night upon the fetid backwaters of the BackBay
A lonely cock crows, and is garotted into silence.
What ho, furrowed browed collared manboy?
Hath thou been caught with thine cleansed fingernails deeply plunged into the prepubescent cookie jar of humanity, or hath thou indeed gone insane?
The boy’s a man, and man’s a boy clad as man yet none can say in “truth” what Father Time hath witnessed with teary eye and churned belly? Surely say not.
Methink thou doth protest too much and yet this surplice hath the cloth and mettle both to gag even the most ardent of struggling waifs. Soon, nay not soon enough shall the scythe of humanity cleave through the checkerboarded barricade of resolute silence, and that day shall be marked unto the common folk with joy and peace.
Hath thee lost all balance, dear BeanTown? The seed of insanity doth plant itself year by year, with ripe loamy furrows turned over, and over again with impugnity. The mind reels and the soul squeals and yet, the whitecaps and frothy waters are relentlessly smoothed over by thine proclaimed hand of God.
What hath thou done but soiled the most pure of cloths? For shame, for shame, forever for shame.
Cartooniverse
'Tis a complicated post
–complicated indeed!
Think I must, to create a worthy read!
Clamor for an inspiration
For the making of original creation!
I worked out today–my body is achin.
Blood, thirst and Oh!! Tears of pain
Doth my crimson red face shine with again.
Serves me right for sitting for 3 months
On my ass-
Like a dunce.
Could’ve been running, pumping or spinning.
Ney instead, there I sat agrinnin’–
“I shall get around to it, " is what I said–
" 'Tis always tomorrow, another day,
Why the haste?
There shall always be time to whittle the waist”
Summer will shine, will soon be here…
Swill some juice, set down thy beer!
Alas!
When I next decide to read,
I shall dismiss the Seuss,
and try----
Shakespeare!
:o
What!!?
You mean no one else is even going to try ?
SURELY, someone can top this!!
'Tis too much, or else a glutton’s gain,
this quest, this thirst of Passion’s infancy.
To feed such auger’d rampant beasts of fame?
Oh, thoughtless spite! The lurker’s fallacy
thine own sweet foe, for shyness rests its brow
‘pon heavy-hearted lovers’ fretful shore.
In such sweet grace, this gentle thieve’s one vow
to steal away such wond’rous words ador’d.
Ten solemn leagues, and still, myne eye doth tear -
To post, so wrack’d with angers swift and fierce?
N’er virtue, whilst this sinner’s pen so queer
canst find this tongue-tied heart, and pierce!
Yea, I shall strive to thwart this sculker’s misson
('cuz matt put me in his Rainbow Coalition!)
I missed out a whole frickin’ iamb?? :eek:
[sub]THE HORROR! [/sub]
THAT…
-snif snif-
was,
beautamous!!!
Alas! Though I might speak my weary mind
In Iambs pentametric, I am barred
By brave Fortuna – constant dame, and true –
Who has conspired with Hypnos to ensconce
A sleeping cat upon my desk, her paws
Drapèd across my waiting keys. Until
My slumb’ring Caliban awakes, I can
But view this pagèd web, and sleep myself.