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Google's PrayerOur Google, which art in Wi-fi

Quick be thy search.

Thy results come, thy buffer be done,

On Bing as it is in Chrome.

Give us this day our daily updates

And forgive us our spelling

As we forgive those who butcher English grammar.

And lead us not into Apple,

But deliver us from Siri.

For thine is the Wi-fi, the processor, and the android forever.

Amen.

To a believer.Fancy me a fool?
Some sort of ass or mule?
You've got to be kidding,
when you say an invisible force will do its bidding.
In the winter you give children toys;
but your clergy bugger little boys.
But oh wait there's more,
funny ones, they bang their heads against the floor.
Blow up buildings for something they read in a book,
wonder how cunning was the writer,
bloody clever crook.

They're all the same,
innocent people they blame.
Aren't you a bit too old,
to believe the madness you are told?
This weird obsession,
of believing in one.
Look at the Greeks,
they had many- now that was fun.

Every time they open their mouth,
even more nonsense th

Table for who.A table in the corner
set for two
roses and candles
just for you.

Booked this for our
first date.
Now I can't wait.

Arranged to meet on
neutral ground some
where in the middle
of town.

We thought it was time
we met after chatting
on the net.
Talking for so long
it seemed we could do
no wrong.

A voice said hello
not soft more a bellow.
What happened to the woman
who never went on cam.
Now I know she was a man.

I was in a sweat
My heart racing
upstairs I heard pacing.
It was the morning
a beautiful day
the nightmare
I had washed away.

Hard at Work (drunk poem)I hired a man from the yellow pages
to cut my lawn, as I've simply no time
to do it myself. But he came over
dressed as a policeman, and told me
I had been bad. Oh my, and then...
...nevermind. No more shall I call
Men - Hard at Work, again.

Thank god my lawn is gated;
the neighbors, what would they think?

1Z Listu do Zjednoczonych Krain.
"[...] Pokonaliśmy Niszczyciela dzięki Poświęconej. Osiem krain kiedyś oddzielnych teraz się zjednoczyły. Woda, Morze, Światła, Mrok, Ogień, Wiatr, Czas no i epicentrum Wiara. Cykl ten zakończył się ze śmiercią Adhary Poświęconej i Sana z Ahmalem którzy byli Niszczycielami. To daje nam nowy cykl. Cykl Talizmanu Mocy. [...]"
Plac ćwiczebny Akademii Jeźdźców Smoków był prawie pusty. Na środku areny stała dziewczyna miała zamknięte oczy. Jej czarne włosy z grana

Goodnight, CthulhuSing a song of madness,
An Old One never dies.
Four and twenty Shoggoths
Baked in a pie.

When the pie burst open,
The guests began to scream.
Wasn't that a wicked dish,
To complete Dagon's scheme?

Lord Cthulhu sleeps in R'leyh,
And sees us in our dreams;
Nyarlathotep babbles in the dark,
And feeds upon our screams.

The cliff-ghasts now are flying free,
Hunting for fresh meat;
And if they catch you dreaming,
Your doom will be complete.

Pome to MortBlurble and blargle!
The fungle's like marble...
The flustig is blowing,
And such is the way,
Of stating your case,
When reason holds sway...
It's not that I'm jaznick,
Or terribly garblous...
Or wanting a chat,
or something quite farblous....
So whenever your fungle
is open to air,
and your blushniks are blushing...
Without any fears...
A short danggly missive,
portraying, your wishes...
will suffice to inform me,
(oh it's just so delicious!)
Of when you're on, netwise..
so both of us, (gleebly)
can verily cheerably,
greet appositely,
and nothing unsightly
shall mar the endeavour
when gaily, together,
We'll mingle our rhymes....

Big word, Little shinxI’m in the dark, just a little shinx.
These big dogs keep talking the big bark, but I’ll show em when the rain comes.
This little kitty can do more than shine in the night,
I’ll paint these gym walls with red your fright.
Gold fur and a heart of black, my trainer stabbed me in the back.
Broken and bloody I won’t give up till she’s crying over my dead body.
As you look into my eyes the last thing you’ll see is the most hurt part of me.
I’ll protect my innocence behind this fiery bolt,
Rock smash, rock tomb, I already know it’s my doom.
Take my swagger like a thief; I’ll double team th

The reason that students must learn history"Sir! Why should I learn history?"

I gave him a clout with my knuckles.

"Oh! Why are you hitting my head?"

Again, I gave him a clout with my knuckles.

"Shit! Why are you hitting my head? Why should I learn history?"

The student protests again. I put out this splendid answer.

"If you did not remember that you hit, When I hit you again, Could you avoid?"

OnCe UpOn A mOtHeRfUcKiN tImE OnCe UpOn A mOtHeRfUcKiN tImE tHeRe WaS a LiTtLe MoThErFuCkEr.

ThAt GrEw Up SuRrOuNdEd By OtHeR lItTlE mOtHeRfUcKeRs.

tHeSe OtHeR lItTlE mOtHeRfUcKeRs WeNt OuTsIdE tO pLaY a KiCkAsS mOtHeRfUcKiN gAmE.

tHe MoThErFuCkErS fOuNd A bUnCh Of SqUaRe ShApEd MoThErFuCkIn MiRaClEs.

ThAn EvErY mOtHeRfUcKeR dIeD bEcAuSe ThE mIrAcLeS wErE tOo MoThErFuCkIn AmAzInG.

tHe EnD.

hOnK :0)

Off TopicIt all started when I was 13 years,
7 months, 2 weeks,
4 days, 6 hours,
12 minutes & 14 seconds old.

Wait, now that I think about it,
now it would be 15 seconds.
16. 17. 18. 19.
20. 21. 22. 24.
Crap, forgot 23.

Shoot,
Where was I? I lost track...
I think I was at 20-something...
Wait, wait, wait, hang on.
What story was I telling again?

Panty and Stocking Oh pitiful shadow lost in the darkness,
Oh evil spirit born of those drifting between Heaven and Earth,
May the thunderous power from the garments of these holy, delicate maidens,
Strike down upon you with great vengeance and furious anger,
Shattering your lowness and impurity and returning it from whe

Mad Libs: Love StoryMy smelly darling,
I love you more than pizza itself. Each minute away from you is a/an sun, each hour is a/an gross eternity. Without you, life is dull, boring, and fluffy. I feel like a baby without my statue, a toddler without my teddy dragon, a dog without its bees. I can't get you out of my gut. I can't stop thinking about the color of your sand, your hard laugh, the way you limp a joke. This morning, when the mail fire brought your special delivery babies, my finger skipped a beat, my throat was in my throat, and my clock trembled so much, I could hardly throw your white house. What you said set my

The Abstract Gentleman's BarThe Abstract Gentleman’s Bar

Haha, Gentleman! Please take a seat and I promise you won’t miss a beat
For we got a show for you this evening which revolves strictly around women!
Black, White, Asian and Exotic, I promise they’re all quite the treat
And if you don’t see that I’m being completely honest then why don’t you unzip your pants of denim!

We have Christians and Mormons but none of the Witnesses
We like to keep alive, right? After all you’re only here to hide from your wives or issues
Stuff like money, and children, who grow to be more of an issue in previous Christmases
Yet, here you are now,

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the sailorMy second love is calling me
The tameless and relentless sea
On the land my world is bleak
My hear always the sea will seek

I am a sailor
Born and raised
From generation to generation
My kin have rode the waves

Merchants and whalers
Pirates and fishermen
The sea is the home of our honor
And it is home to our sin

Now like my fathers before me
I take to the sea once more
Not of a merchant of a fisher
But on a ship of war

Sailing below the waves
Till I see the sky once more
A submariner is what I am
And what I was born to be

Below the waves
In the deep, dark
And crushing heart of the sea

My brothers all laugh
At the ship

a toastto those that have come before us
we toast to you with honor
and to those that follow after us
we offer you this silent prayer
that your dreams may not be torn asunder

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may the wind be always at your back
and sun shine warm upon your face
and may the road of life
lead you to your destiny

you and my soulI close my eyes,
and pear into my soul,
such a small and fragile thing

no matter how strong I appear,
on the inside I'm about to break.
Strength of the body but weak in the soul,

quick in the mind and sharp of wit,
I learn many things
and pick them up quick.

You may never see it,
my week and fragile soul,
I wear a mask to hide it.

I open my eyes,
and pear into your eyes,
and wonder.

Would you still love me,
If my true self I let you see?
If not what would become of me?

You laugh at me for being a fool
You say you would never leave me
You tell me you love me heart and soul

writer's blockLord Help me!
my mind is blank
my muse has left me
to this dark fate

never again shall I write
inspiration does not come
no matter how hard I fight
on the wings of an eagle
my mind takes flight

rhythm and reason escape me
no matter how hard I try
without my muse
I shall surely die

what have I become?
I ask my self
a poet without his muse
I am fully distraught

what will I do now?
I could continue writing
but how?

then I look at the paper and see
that my muse never left
but simply hiding from me

starsThe stars have always
been there

Watching over you and me
we chart a course and follow them
to our destiny

they have always
been there
always have been always will be

standing as silent
wittiness
to our history

they were there
when time began
and will be here
when time ends

watching the pains
and joys of men
they have born witness
to the coming of christ

and will see him
come again
all we can ask
is when?

the stars hold
our stories
the glories of our past
and I still can't help but wounder

how long will all this last?
and so I sit and gaze
into the dark night sky

time means nothing to them
while time is pas

a whirlwindlong ago he turned away
from the path he used to lead
now he lives day after day
trying to forget

trying to repay in someway
the dept of his sin.
but fate has forced its hand
and he must fight once again

so now he walks to face his foes
they blink and he is gone
and once again

the bloody whirlwind blows

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oh happy day
oh happy day
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oh happy day

now oh what can I say
2000 views
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all I can say is that I am truly touched.

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2000 views. This is great

~ice-deathrunes Mar 18, 2008 Professional General Artist

hey, 2000 is a big deal, but know what's a bigger deal? 20 000. There's the next goal for ya!

~Quicksilver1 Mar 19, 2008

Yea that is my next goal

~ice-deathrunes Mar 19, 2008 Professional General Artist

lol isn't it everybody's next goal? best of luck in the future to you.

~Quicksilver1 Mar 19, 2008

thanks

~Effamay Mar 7, 2008

congratulations!

that made me smile

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