Originally Posted by
protonitron
Reading this thread
you will surely have been led
to think we're stupid.
I tried to make syllable count 4, 7, 4 but it ended up as 4, 7, 5 and the end of the lines don't actually rhyme unless said aloud and even then it is a long shot.
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I don't know why
it is so hard to deny
we are all high.
The last word only rhymes phonetically, but syllable count works.
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I spend about 45 minutes writing a three paragraph essay on the poetic techniques used by kookoo in his poem about Skylar but because I didn't do it all at once I couldn't post it and now it is lost forever. I honestly threw my phone at the ground. It wasn't the first time I had tried posting it but the first time it was only two paragraphs. I hate my life.
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Oh so much strife
I'll kill someone with a knife,
I hate my life.
The middle line doesn't work, I couldn't think of anything relevant which rhymed with strife.
I like kookoo's poem. His poem is very nice. He is very nice. He likes spaghetti. Kookoo's poems are nice, too. This is a nice essay. Proto wrote this essay. Kookoo will be proud. He likes my essays. I like him too. He smells good.
His poem reminds me. It reminds me of. Of course, cupcakes. They taste good. Kookoo also taste good. His feces are blue. So is his heart. I like the colo[u]r (for all you British cunts :3) blue.
Blue is now favo[u]rite color. It looks nice. I like nice colors. Chicken tastes nice. Nice is nice. Proto is nice. Kookoo is nice. Everyone is nice. Skylar isn't nice. Fuck u Skylar.