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This is a poem/story. When it's your turn, you add two rhyming lines. |
| [Introduction]
When it's your turn, you add two rhyming lines. It doesn't have to make sense, but try to keep with the story line and try to keep it E-rated.
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| I haven't seen him for almost 2 weeks, And if I don't see him by Sunday i'm going to scream. |
| It's Crispy's turn, let's shake things up! Can someone do it for me though? I'm fed up. |
| Just 'cause the same letters end two words Don't mean the rhyme! Look! Birds! |
| It's raining, It's pouring (stop it Boo!) And two weeks inside is real boring! (It's flooding here too!) |
| I dunno why, but we're not getting much rain... Though i wish it would, it might supress the pain... |
| Pain... ouch. Fluffy couch. |
| La La LA La la la la la |
| I'd rather have a Pygmy Puff, A little purple ball of fluff |
| Does this mean Arnold is your name now? please don't say the governer of the happy cows.. |
| I'm the Monkey, I'm Crispy. I am Capegirl (swish) as you can see. |
| Where so deep in shadow I have lain It seems my chance has come to end my pain... |
| Football season makes me sad. Our team plays so very bad... |
| I don't want to sing today. It's my french horn I'd rather play! |
| Sometimes all you got is the pain of rain. but I love them both that's an oath. (I hate rhyming....) |
| weasley, weasly... ((unrelated comment)I'm assuming you're referring to that lovely music video on mugglenet...) |
| Water water everywere...and sodding booze to drink. So I'll sit here and blink. *unrelated*(White tigers is better than badgers...they just look better than normal ones) |
| I'm confuzzled, I can't do this anymore!! what were you thinking you crazy... wait... that doesn't fit... you're not one of those... (i luv u eb!..) (by the way, no dissing the badger/masquerade, boy!) |
| We all know Crispy's darker side, But did you know from what she hides? (see my portfolio in about a week if you're lost...) |
| I have max of four classes a day next year... But I have nothing to dow with the time I fear.. |
| trust me, we'll always find SOMEthing to do we'll have each other... and Rica too!!! |
| Dilly-dally shilly-shally....who will I marry? *I love saying dilly-dally shilly-shally. I sounds fun....and its hard to say when drunk* |
| (continues) Was a good friend of mine... I mean, this fire's sure been burning a long time... |
| I know exactly what's different on my end... Sexy British boy acting like more than my friend. |
| To return to truth one must let it go Hey what do you know my sister is a Ho! (OT. Big brother SYNODROME!!!!) |
| Darling your rhyme was bit belated and then it was overly rated... (OT, once again. Synodrome? syndrome? *sighs* what am I gonna do with you) |
| band camp's fun zippy-do but unfortunately i miss davey-poo (heehee... j/k... i don't really call him that...) |
| It's another year of school and I hope things will be different. If you remember band camp then that is your hint. |
| Today I said proudly to someone random, "Are you gellin'?" Alas, they gave no answer for they were just a watermelon... |
| "What's a cookie?" Not falling for that again... Cookies are yumminess left in the oven. OT: but I'm still tempted to say the other answer cause it rhymes too... |
| Charlie, you're bad, you naughty boy. At least you're not still trying to send eb a toy... |
| ANGELLESS STOP IT YOU STUPID PRAT. You're supposed to rhyme, not do... that... |
| ...There is in our dorm, a ghostie... ...and he seems to like Dance Dance Revolution, mostly... |
| Oh please, no dancing, I'm not in the mood... But maybe a song or two would divert the urge to brood... |
| Fleeing is so fun...fleeing is so fun... now its time to take a break and see where we have run! |
| Ok I'm lost. Someone fill me in on what I need to do, Or is this a game I'm just going to lose? |
| Charlie is rhyming, the apocolypse is near! I shall hide now in my fridge out of fear! |
| Lullaby and goodnight, go to sleep ickle ebby... It no work, it no work, tho teh eyelids is heavy. |
| The bird of hermies is my name. Eating my own wings to make me tame. *why is it if I do ryhme you mock me?* |
| beware my dears, of coming near The Dark Writers have returned, and all shall fear!!! |
| Trouble? Who said a word about trouble? If anything's trouble, it's me and it's DOUBLE!! *laughs maniacally* MWAHAHAHAHA!!!!! |
| Cute indeed the puppy in the petshop that is but why is there no space at the window for a squiz!?? |
| Say it all you like, I got lucky... but all the stress of the matter is just plain sucky. |
| Not THOSE words,my dears, or else. I might be forced to shoot somebody - somebody Welsh. |
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