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and a BOO ya!
 
un... **runs to toilet** ah thats better

[font=Verdana,Arial,Helvetica][size=+2]A Mountain Revelry [/size][/font]
by [size=+1]Li Po[/size]

To wash and rinse our souls of their age-old sorrows,
We drained a hundred jugs of wine.
A splendid night it was . . . .
In the clear moonlight we were loath to go to bed,
But at last drunkenness overtook us;
And we laid ourselves down on the empty mountain,
The earth for pillow, and the great heaven for coverlet.
 
un... **runs to toilet** ah thats better
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[font=Verdana,Arial,Helvetica][size=+2]Abort, Retry, Ingore?[/size][/font]
by [size=+1]Anonymous Works[/size]
Once upon a midnight dreary, fingers cramped and vision bleary,
System manuals piled high and wasted paper on the floor,
Longing for the warmth of bed sheets, still I sat there doing spreadsheets.
Having reached the bottom line I took a floppy from the drawer,
I then invoked the SAVE command and waited for the disk to store,
Only this and nothing more.

Deep into the monitor peering, long I sat there wond'ring, fearing,
Doubting, while the disk kept churning, turning yet to churn some more.
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token.
"Save!" I said, "You cursed mother! Save my data from before!"
One thing did the phosphors answer, only this and nothing more,
Just, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

Was this some occult illusion, some maniacal intrusion?
These were choices undesired, ones I'd never faced before.
Carefully I weighed the choices as the disk made impish noises.
The cursor flashed, insistent, waiting, baiting me to type some more.
Clearly I must press a key, choosing one and nothing more,
From "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

With fingers pale and trembling, slowly toward the keyboard bending,
Longing for a happy ending, hoping all would be restored,
Praying for some guarantee, timidly, I pressed a key.
But on the screen there still persisted words appearing as before.
Ghastly grim they blinked and taunted, haunted, as my patience wore,
Saying "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

I tried to catch the chips off guard, and pressed again, but twice as hard.
I pleaded with the cursed machine: I begged and cried and then I swore.
Now in mighty desperation, trying random combinations,
Still there came the incantation, just as senseless as before.
Cursor blinking, angrily winking, blinking nonsense as before.
Reading, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

There I sat, distraught, exhausted, by my own machine accosted.
Getting up I turned away and paced across the office floor.
And then I saw a dreadful sight: a lightning bolt cut through the night.
A gasp of horror overtook me, shook me to my very core.
The lightning zapped my previous data, lost and gone forevermore.
Not even, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

To this day I do not know the place to which lost data go.
What demonic nether world us wrought where lost data will be stored,
Beyond the reach of mortal souls, beyond the ether, into black holes?
But sure as there's C, Pascal, Lotus, Ashton-Tate and more,
You will be one day be left to wander, lost on some Plutonian shore,
Pleading, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"
 
Ok, here's Poor thing the rape version-Lauren Collins [degrassi]:
It happens to other people, you say "how sad" you say "poor thing"
But when it's you, it's everything.
You'll never believe the nightmares. You'll never know the pain you caused. You'll never see the scars you left. The things you stole, and everything os lost.

You took my body. Tore it in half.
you took my childhood my heart and my laugh.
You took everything I kept for my self.
And then you're gone. I'm not your poor thing...
 
**sips coffee **
**thinks**
ah waiter more coffee
heres one by me:

Coffee By Imakuni
More coffee
I love toffee
 
ah i love it
**sips coffee**
ad more
 
OK:
Coffee, coffee.
So sweet.
So mature,
what a lure.
Sweep me off of my feet.
So addictive...
Coffee, coffee.
__________________
Tea, tea.
Herbal leafs.
So calming,
Mouth balming.
What a treat.
So addictive...
Tea, tea.
 
**sips coffee**
um where am i getting the money for all this
coffee... um... **looks in wallet** eesh!
**out of money** **looks at bill and faints**
**eyes ^^NICK^^ v.20's wallet and then steals it**
 
i know we are the only ones here... **hears RAKKI RAKKI playing in background**
arg... its empty in here i enjoy talkin to you tho (thanks for the wallet **waves stolen wallet in air**)
 
LOL. I'm trying to think of more poetry: here's some more freestyle poetry:

I love my Pokemon, Pikachu.
Swift like Lightning.
Shockingly frightening.
But cute when it want to be with you.
-Pikachu
 
nice poetry **checks wallet** arrg its empty
my poetry
imakuni? imakuni?
you are very looney
 
yup dats right... **gives back empty wallet**
ill put u under my siggy as a friend.. do da same 4 me
 
What! No Espresso? Can I sing a song... it's sort of poetic... Sorta lol
 
i guess you can sing... dont make me regret this
 
-walks in and sits down at a table, ordering a bananna nut muffin from the waitress and a coke-

I've got a poem I wrote for school the other day... So here goes.

I have walked a mile

Once in a dream I spoke with the stars,
that told me the tales
I have longed to hear.
I took steps through a dusty desert lit with purple skies,
and conversed with the light-hearted and learned jackrabbits
that taught me how to run in the race of life.
I was guided toward a crowded evergreen woodland,
where the elder trees babied me
with songs of old and lessons of new
They pushed me forth out of their timberland,
and onto sandy beaches
speckled with seashells and creatures
that watched as I crawled to the sea.
I swam into the vast expanse of ocean,
on my own,
recalling all that my mentors taught.
Paddling ever closer to the shores,
my body was worn
age apparent yet mind still fresh
with a hunger for more than I knew.
Rain fell from the world?s ceiling,
the ceiling from where my stars were dotted
and then was when my thirsty cranium
gathered all knowledge of earth.
I then resided with the heavenly bodies,
that once cradled me,
and whispered stories in my ears.
I had walked a mile,
lived a life,
and dreamed another dream.

-bows- Thanks!
 
wow... kewl
*orders a coke for blain and a coffee*
kool i like it.
 
Wahoo! Coke! Thank ya, Imakuni!

-sips coke-

C'mon ya'll, write some more! Pleaseeeeee!
 
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