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12-06-2004, 03:56 AM
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Just a whore :D
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12-06-2004, 05:28 AM
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There once was a girl named Rayne
She gave birth to two giant pains They were so loud and unrestrained That eventualy, she went insane Sitting at the comp with a migrane She wrote a very cheesy poemy thing:D what did you think mommy?:D
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My Horror Forum Rip on Xmas, and wannabe Vampires :)
sort of a reworking and expansion on what i previously posted. 'twas the night before Christmas, and all through the forum, The members were bickering, As is the decorum. Pictures were posted all over the place of MD's wee head Adorned with Kpro's wee face Some members were nestled all snug in their beds, With visions of monsters with multiple heads. And Rayne in her goth gear and me in my sweater sat down to write poems - the longer the better. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter I shit in my pants there was a great splatter! away through the window went my head with a crash I tore open my veins on a long piece of glass the moon on the breast of the newfallen snow gave the luster of red from my bleeding, below when what to my bloodshot eyes should appear, but a miniature coffin and 8 zombie reindeer there's a creepy old driver with one hand on his dick it was a fake vampire some goth wannabe prick. more vapid than beagles his corsette off it came and he farted and stuttered and called them by name Now, Fulchi!, Now Miner, Now, Soavi! and Argento! On, Bava!, On,Raimi! On,Chrononberg and Romero! From the tips of their toes To the top of the head Slice away, Dice away Make them all dead ! As dry heaves as before the main vomit fly When they meet with a chicken bone mount to the sky. So up on the housetop the zombie deer flew with a coffin full of bodyparts and that goth poser too and then in a twinkling i heard on the roof the sounds of the zombies and that 'dressed in black' goof. As i drew in my head the glass cutting my feet down the chimney he came after beating his meat he all dressed in retro from some ancient year from his doc martin boots to his fake vampire gear a pair of glass fangs he had put in his mouth he was over compensating for what he was lacking, down south His eyes were lacklustre his pockmarks were many, he looked haggard and tired, From not 'getting any' His narrow little mouth was drawn up in a sneer "I'm here for your blood" I said "how 'bout a beer'?" His nails were all pointy and encrusted with grime he looked like a bum who had not a dime A thin ugly pale face and long stringy black hair a tattered old cape and stained underwear he was sallow and ill a right pathetic young vamp i laughed when i saw him, he looked like a tramp. when he raised up his cape and reared back his head i immediately knew i had nothing to dread he looked a bit nervous but still tried to attack he got one step closer before i kicked his nut-sack he puked and he retched some escaping his nose he collapsed into the fireplace and up the chimney he rose he stumbled to his coffin leaving barf in his path the zombie deer caught a look and started to laugh but i heard him exclaim as his 'sleigh' became free "Merry Christmas you fucker" and crashed into a tree. happy holidays kids !
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When out on the lawn
there arose such a clatter I shit in my pants there was a great splatter! lol thats sick, even 4 me.
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LMAO! Damn, Iniquity and urge's poems have me rollin' over here...Those are great! Nice job on yours too BR.....Maybe we need a HDC collective horror poem book, just to make some extra cash....
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Funeral pyres Cathedral spires All-consuming fires Midnight fliers Garrotte wires Vampires Psychotic desires Pathological liars And these just automatically popped into my head...So, NO...Not really that difficult;) :)
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12-06-2004, 08:30 AM
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:D
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... If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be
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