Create a poem...

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I'll write the first line of the poem and the next person writes the second and so on and so forth... This could be hilarious. Keep it simple.

There was a waitress named Trixxie
She worked for Cheers with Tixxie
One day they both just up and quit
No mention to Stats of why they split.

Okay, here's the first line of the poem:

While looking out my window today

 

[Pennywise]

Shove it,
up your
ass.
Bitch!

 

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The gutter calls from the ditch

 

[Pennywise]

Her ass
stunk like cheese,
but Harry was
fond of
Limburger.

 

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While looking out my window today
Shove it up your ass bitch
The gutter calls from the ditch
As I ignore a nasty witch

Okay that's the end of that poem. Off to a good start.

Here is the first line of the next poem:

I was planting in my garden

 

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Her ass stunk like cheese
But Harry was fond of Limburger
He bent over to give a squeeze
And let one cut around his knees

 

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I was planting in my garden today

 

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I was planting in my garden today
The warmth of sun my face did ray
My cheeks are red where the sun did shine
The flowers are growing and are so divine

 

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Okay, here's the first line of the poem.

The sun upon my face does shine

 

[Pennywise]

The Sun upon my FACE does shine,
but Stacy's cooch sits on my face.

 

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The Sun upon my FACE does shine,
But Stacy's cooch sits on my face
The cooch it seems knows not its place
It has its nose up someone's space

 

[Pennywise]

The Sun upon my FACE does shine,
But Stacy's cooch sits on my face
The cooch it seems knows not its place
It has it's nose up someone's space

Thus spaketh the Lawd.
Amen.

 

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The Sun upon my FACE does shine,
But Stacy's cooch sits on my face
The cooch it seems knows not its place
It has it's nose up someone's space

Thus spaketh the Lawd.
Amen.

Huggies to you too, Penny.

 

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The sun upon my face does shine
The rays of light seem so sublime
Etched in gold the rays unwind
The warmth of sun the earth does line

 

[Moonglow]

What is this? A haiku moment?

 

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What is this? A haiku moment?

 

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Okay first line:

In the morning misty dew

 

[Pennywise]

In the morning misty dew,
mixed with the blood
of bitches.
Fo shizzle.

 

[Book of Jeremiah]

I was planting in my garden today

thinking of the month of May....

 

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As I was planting my garden today
thinking of the month of may
Thirty-one days in which to pray
For all mankind their sins to allay

As I was walking down the street