July 24, 2008 - 4:37am — Anzel
Clockity clickity tock
Your dreams I see; I stalk
I run up close
And take a dose
Wither, I vither my clock
Clipsering claspering clump
My throat, vibrations stump
They struggle out
A squeaking shout
Loud as the antlers of trump
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I can't help myself, I love to write poetry. If anyone is irritated by the amount or quality of my poems, please let me know and I'll stop ;-;
This is a poem for Vessel...to the rhyme scheme of Hickory Dickory Dock.
Yes, some of the words -are- nonexistant, heh.
By the way, try and say the first line of the second stanza fast x3
pfft, did Roald Dahl care
I like your poetry, it is nice to see all variances of art here <3
I haven't gone insane......I've gone awesome.
awww its awesome! i love
ILU <33333333333
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The Butterfly
The Bird
The Watcher
I'm so bad at English I
Oh, and I tried that FreeRice thing, it was fun!
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
i can tells ya which ones
hmm... clockity, tock, vither, clispering, and claspering XD who knows, Anzel, you might end up like Shakespeare and add a bajillion more words to the English language XD <3
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The Butterfly
The Bird
The Watcher
ZOMG I love that poem 8D Its
-- Dannii <3
I know that clasp and