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You would, then in truth you admit he's right,
Thereby denying your own god-like glory
By bowing to the right of a mere mortal?

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o_O

Oh Asty, hold no grudge for me
Accept my steep apology
I did not seek to contest thee
'Twas only a spree of poetry

(Yeah, thanks Xanth.)

(I'm sooooooooo going to somehow make this into a real musical after we finish this :P Also, I call narrator!)

And thus we have more players here
Which makes everyone fear
Everything is set in motion
Which will cause a comotion
The question we must ask, are we done?
This is end of the prologue, so make haste for act one!

*curtain falls*

*curtain rises for Act One*

(I think I got the play terms wrong :X)

I haven't read Shakespeare
So I can't help you, I fear
But one thing that made me wheeze
Was the brilliant word of "queeb"
I don't recommend looking it up,
For it will scar you, my young pup
But if Bay is right and Act One has begun
Then I must leave you, to write about Bean with his gun
Toodle-lo, toodle-lee
Astinus must flee!

We discuss no more fics,
We just rhyme and wave dicks.

Our Asty is gone
(To turn Orson on.)

On a desolate Lounge is now set our stage,
Where weirdness spreads like a bacteriophage.

Don't scurry away!
There's still time left to play!
Even though it's true, I say...
Our minds have turned into hay
It's so... sad
How we've all gone mad

('kay, this monster is getting ugly)

Monstrosity this thing may be
But fight it with alacrity
And into the great menagerie
It will go dejectedly

Am I insane? Quite perfectly.
Mad as the main? Verily.
But hop this train and you will see
losing your brain's quite easy

(Oh, and Razia's Shadow can teach anyone how to rhyme. Seriously. Youtube it.)

If you shall continue this poetry,
Then I'm afraid I'll charge a fee.

Unless, of course, you let me tell the tale
of Dan Kelly and the time he went pale

...after hitting the ale.

The Dan Kelly Story​

Once upon a UNIVERSE, there was this guy, you see.
His name was Mr. Fred - I mean Dan KELLEEE!
(OMG, that seems to somehow rhyme!
With the power of distorting space and TIME!)

Anyway, he rode a horse,
And his hair was thick and coarse.
His famous brother was called Ned,
Which rhymes with his nickname, Fred.

He knew some guys called Steve & Joe,
Whose social status was incredibly low.
Another friend was named Sherritt,
But it turned out he was a ferret.

At Jerideree they wrote a letter,
Which made their social status better.
His brother killed three cops
And he robbed lots of rich people's shops.

They went to a hotel in Glenrowan,
Waiting for the police whistles blowin'.
And then this guy did something, see,
And for it got charged a hefty fee.

He said 'OMG liek that no fairs man!',
And asked for help from our man Dan.
Dan said 'How about NO!' and rode away,
While seeking a coconut-carrying swallow that day.

Ned (his bro) decided to help,
But ended up having to eat some kelp.
Then he got shot in an unrelated event,
Involving some beer and an oversized tent.

So to conclude this rambling tale,
( Buy our products; they are for sale,)
He danced a jig; that he did, did Dan,
Before travelling through time searching for a fake tan.

DA END!



And now that I've had my time in the spotlight,
Continue with this madness - don't feel uptight!

Yes, now the stage is set
And everyone here has met
However, will our goals be achieved?
If not, we have been deceived
Like Dan Kelly and time
Since in the end he only got a lime

Before I go though,
Kiss me I'm Irish!
A beer is a thing to cheerish

(No, I'm not Irish. :X)

Oh crap, you'll get the best of me
as I am not as good as thee
when it comes to English.
My skills leave a lot to wish
for, for I am simply bad at this.
Hey, look a pretty flying fish!

Since you are good and I am not
and I will only make a blot,
I've got a very good suggestion.
Actually, it's not a question.
An announcement sounds more like it.
This will surely be a hit!
And you better not come near
since I'm the villain. Tremble in fear!
I am evil, as bad as can be!
What have you got to say to me?

I can't continue the poem
because i don't really know them
It's hard to continue this rhyme
but i'll do it anytime
It's fun as can be
and slowly becoming easy
I'll have some fun,
i'll eat a chocolate bun
but of homework i have a ton

Nine hours without a new post makes Astinus a sad panda.

SAD PANDA ASTINUS

Rectify this situation.

Pretend this post is a poem.

IT'S A LIMERICK.

I ONCE KNEW A MAN FROM NANTUCKET

('kay, An-chan's the evil villain, I'm the narrator, and Astinus' a sad panda. :P )

How as time flies
So that fun dies
But real life I must take care of
Or else I would turn into a dove

Oh Astinus, a sad Panada
Here, I got a Splenda

To keep this story going,
An-chan's plan we must be following
As she has a lot of evilness
Because her mind is full of craziness

(I'm just getting worst and worst at this XD; )

What's with all the poems? :x

People say I'm nuts because I like my Buick
But smaller cars are enough to make me sick
But compared to Astinus, I actually seem sane
Even when I'm singing Irene Cara's 'Fame'

So onward I say! To our local Quality Inn
Their free continental breakfast is full of win
But don't be alarmed if my mind starts to fade
This is my first piece of poetry since the tenth grade

So, let's see, what should I do today
to keep your darn goodness and sanity at bay?
What evil plans would do the trick?
Maybe I could hit a puppy with a brick.

The rhythm of this poem is crying in pain
so maybe I will just drown you in shame!
My poeting skills are so evil and rusty,
so very lame, so inevitably dusty,
that maybe I should quit this altogether.
But I will not! Tremble and quiver!

Today, as my plan, I'll make you all weep
by making loud noises when you're trying to sleep,
by staring at you like a nasty old creep,
and by giving you things I won't let you keep!
Sounds like a plan! Does someone say "no"?
Well, what do you know?
I'm an evil villain, so I do what I please.
Ruining the world will be a breeze!

I ALSO ONCE KNEW A MAN FROM NANTUCKET,
BUT I HIT HIM WITH A BUCKET!
Now he doesn't like me anymore :(
I'm such a whbore...

What has happened through the world
Shall never come to my butt.

Okay, that's a crappy poem.

What are you people doing?

Yeah.
Why're you all writing poetry? O_o

I just parodied a poem. I am not sure how did Astinus being crazy become a poetic session. Why are you people doing?

I dunno XD saying how rubbish i am, by writing a poem? :P

Trace back the thread, people. How the heck are we supposed to know what we're doing? We're doing what we feel like doing, and right now that's poetry. It began some pages ago, I think. It was originally started by txteclipse and icomeanon, if I recall, and we are just following their good/bad example.

Any more questions?

One thing I've learned is that you really can't understand this thread if you don't read all the posts... We're like modern literature, our thoughts bounce like rubber balls or something. That's exactly why I love this thread!

Also... RukarioX: That picture in your sig... Those characters are from My Life as a King, right? Seeing as you also have Phoenix Wright and Maya in you avvy, both of whom are from a game series I simply adore, I have to ask: Is My Life as a King a good game? Exactly how good is it?

I DON'T WANT TO MAKE A SAD PANDA ASTINUS
SO THAT'S WHY I'M POSTING LIKE I WERE A GENIUS
WHICH I OBVIOUSLY AM NOT
EVEN THOUGH I MIGHT BE HOT
ALTHOUGH THAT'S ALSO SOMETHING I'M NOT.

Never
Order
Tea.

No
Observer
Pleases
Everyone.

Never the
Other way round.

Peace.

We're studying post-modernism in Finnish class right now. Surrealism and all that. Luckily, I don't pick up any influences. They never show in my writing. Nope, never. No. Peace.