Falcon2001 Posted May 23, 2002 Report Share Posted May 23, 2002 You'll never be god, mom No matter how much you try So why do you piss and moan, mom? You know that it's a pack of lies What's the deal with your complaints And why's rob addiction my fault? Somehow I see holes in your sentences And I am suspecting a plot So you can take a flying @#%$, mom Right at the big silver moon 'Cause there's no way in hell that I'll listen When you tell me to go to my room You won't ruin my social life, mom Just because you've had a bad day You don't understand the limits of your power, mom And you've reached them, okay? So you can just @#%$ off and die, mom If you think you can keep me from life Because if you want a battle, mom, Make sure you're ready for the fight. Cioden Darkeye Quill-Bearer - The Pen is Mightier than the Sword President of the Peredhil Fan Club Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Falcon2001 Posted May 23, 2002 Author Report Share Posted May 23, 2002 Yes, this is a very juvinile poem. Oh well. Too bad, this is what I wrote and that's just what it is. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Xradion Posted May 23, 2002 Report Share Posted May 23, 2002 'Fraid I'm gonna have to agree with you there, buddy. I've been ultra-critical of everyone lately (myself included, I'm my harshest critic at times), but even in my non-critical mode, I would have to agree with your statement. Oh well. We all get pissed off sometimes. If it helps you deal with your frustration... Xradion, The Horny Druid, Scholar of the Ancient Arts, Holder of the Eye of Odin. "The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream." -Wallace Stevens "When at home, do as the Homans do." –Xradion Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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