You rang?
I’m getting tired of waiting for this to end, so I’ll start a new topic. Oh, wait, that’s been done. Carry on, soldier.
This thread just refuses to die. I wonder what that means? I am quite amazed that I haven’t killed this off yet. I have such good luck with flirting threads, and any threads that I may start. Hmmmmm. Does that make me a personal moloster? I have been told I can get quite personal at times…
BTW, I really love these poems! I can’t do nearly as well, so I won’t even try to. I am however ROFL at most of them!
I aspire to be a moloster,
Though I’m still a fairly new poster.
I can’t rhyme very well,
But I’ll sure try like hell.
If I fail I’ll go bathe with my toaster!
Well, at least it does rhyme.
This is pretty morbid.
Everybody is standing around this thread, just waiting for it to die. Yet they keep poking it with sharp sticks to see if it’s still alive.
Let the poor little guy die in peace.
mr. blue, your attitude’s farty.
You’re pooping our molosting party.
You don’t need to read it!
Get out of here! Beat it!
Or relax, and have a Bacardi. 
“Farty”? Is that even a word? 
Little do you realize that my posts are the kiss of death. Oh, this thread will probably linger on for a bit further, and I doubt I’ll be the “moloster” on this particular one, but I can already hear the doctors calling for the crash cart…
Mr. Blue thinks we’re sick
'Cause we poke it with a stick
I guess I’llbe the moloster
This thread is done like dinner
Keith
A Replica Mask named Trout
Leapt into the thread with a shout
With a gleam in his eye
He whacked ‘Submit Reply’
And became a moloster, no doubt.
If a chicken and a half lays an egg and a half in a day and a half,
is the half egg half empty or half full?
And which came first the whole egg or the half?
And did she cross the road to lay it?
Green Bean’s getting ever so pissy
She’s throwing the tiniest hissy
She bitch-slapped MrBlue
'Cause this thread isn’t through
It’s alive, so get over it, missy!
There once was a forum thread over which
A number of readers would hover, which
Eventually was halted,
Destroyed and assaulted
By Enoch (or Enoch Molostervich)
I refuse to let this thread die on that note
that troll should be guarding a mote
for questions on chickens
will start regs a bitchin’
and his body in a river might float!
My molosting talent y’all covet.
Ha ha! That’s funny. I love it!
I kill threads by my whims,
All over MPSIMS,
If you don’t like it…then just rise above it.
I’m amazed that this thread is still going,
That doggerel just keeps on flowing
I guess it’s a test,
But I know I’m the best,
Board moloster and now y’all knowin’
There was a moloster, by golly
Who lived in the Silicon Valley
A thread-killer terrific
On topics specific
-cally not up everyone’s alley
(see thread on "why do things look smaller when they are farther away – 2 replies)
A moloster I’ll never be,
For witty and charming is me.
When I hit the “reply”
And sit back with a sigh,
Another will bump it for free.
Again I am here on the end
Watching reality bend
I was just being silly
And came up with a dilly
And it seems to have started a trend
I’ll admit that I’ve been quite the vulture
hovering 'round this endless sepulcher
should I come in?
I asked me with a grin
Now I risk becoming the moloster
It’s something I’ve been lots before
perhaps all my comments just bore
But t’would truly be worse
If this thread ends with my verse
To kill the thread about killing hurts more.
OK I’m starting to get a little worried now.
Anyone?
please?