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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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A teacup on a computer screen

Pours himself a cup

But when the internet's seen

He is forced to shut up

 

A mile long and two feet deep

A hole is in the ground

A kitten lies about to sleep

Pink laundry all around

 

Six tin men on small tightropes

Are gradually losing their edge

The ropes snap to form small slopes

To rust later is their pledge

 

A giant ball of lint cries out

A screaming shriek of pain

The dryer catches it in mid-shout

And adds another stain

 

A massive pot is on the road

And he trips on a rock

A small green figure, like a toad

Draws itself in chalk

 

Fifteen men in a treasure chest

Drinking a bottle of beer

The captain falls asleep to rest

His snoring creates fear

 

Psychotic men wear tight green pants

That make them look suspicious

Their uniforms in a kitchen of ants

In their tights they wash the dishes

 

A ninja boy and shooting stars

Make way for all that beckon

A throwing knife and expensive cars

shall bring the End I reckon

 

A random poem that's not very long

I slowly brought to close

One more day in no bard's song

But in Sunday morning shows

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=glomps Damon just because that made her laugh very much= Merry read that to me over the phone, it's so funny!! You sound like Lewis Carol, yay!!!! -gives you her random pink cat plushie that she found in her room- :yuitongue: [hey, it's a lemming!]

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