Okay, so i don't know about you, but i think that america's lifeblood of its society is entertainment.
If you took away everything dealing with entertainment, the society would not be crippled, it would be destroyed. I am totaly serious here. It's getting on my nerves. Every five minutes a new movie comes out. the bilboards are never empty, but if they are, they are being prepred to put up a movie ad.Yes, I know, movies and shows and tv are fun, but come on, now!and every five seconds there's a new sitcom on tv!WILL IT NEVER CEASE???
no, I'm serious, this is making me sick! I mean, if someone asks you at skool did you see that show last night and you say no, I don't watch tv you are automatically signed up as a candidate for class freak.
sigh....
Okay, I think I'm done lecturing...so
a-doo, doooo.....a-do
The Sun was shining on the sea
shining with all his might
he did his very best to make
the billows smooth and bright;
and this was odd because it was
the middle of the night.
The moon was shining sulkily,
because she thought the Sun
had got no business being there
after the day was done;
"Tis Rude of him,"she thought,
"to come and spoil the fun."
The walrus and the carpenter
were walking close at hand;
they wept like anything to see
such quantities of sand;
"If this was all swept away,"They said,
"it would be grand!"
"If seven maids with seven mops
swept for half a year"---
arg, can't remember it all, dammit!!I wonder if anyone actually reads these. I doubt it. if they read the poems--even LESS likely---and *gasp* comment on them(they must be related to me)that would be so shocking I doubt my heart would take it and fail and I would be dead right there on the spot. but hey, I died in 3rd grade, so I don't think I have to worry too much bout that...ARGARGA
Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
I like that movie and I also like the book....
did you know that the toaster has to be plugged in to work?
And as the skies to shine with blue
the silver sheen will never fade
simplicity in words will give you a clue
to where the kinsman bade....
And yet still the dawn may fade
in the rising of the sun
and great is the blood that flows
under the moonlit glade....
But still believe that though the words
be simple in structure and meaning;
and thought the wyvern in the curds
that such are most misleading;
(feel free to join in verse)
Confusion, so the wyvern thought,
is such a normal state of mind
for those who never drink the drought
of wisdom men do find;
And so the wondered day may end
with wonder still implied;
with wyvern thought in river bend
in worldly, too, he sighed.
(that's okay so do I you can join anyway it makes it interesting)
The moon did rise upon a ship
sailing amidst a sea of stars
as distraught wyvern did water sip
under the gaze of planet Mars...
And though the wyvern did not think of it,
Salek was certainly not meant to be a poet.
Thank you, the wyvern said,
to one who's messages are not unread.
And as the wyvern stood in thought
to wonder who the wonderer willed;
that sends him such simple thoughts
and what these thoughts distilled--
And then a cry out of darkness came
a plea of explanation nigh
that seemingly would be question named
but not but named question why???
oh, how horrid are three periods in a row
if you think of female troubles, you'll know
How poetry doth wreck my soul
and plant within it springs of thyme
and tear my mind to a gaping hole
whilst trying to find a suitable rhyme
It is so boring so far here....no-one that I know and nothing to do....why am I here? because I am bored out of my mind. Simple enough......