A lovely bum. A suggestive touch, oh my. Unfortunate fart. A soggy bike seat. A cold chill up me bottom. Fuk'n 'ell! Cor blimey! A sea of backsides. Multiplying endlessly. Pretty decent death.
she is over 9000 walking through walls stomping with invisible boots jabbing from in-front and behind i cri evry tiem she's still sitting in spawn @XyellowX nice lags noob :)))
Sonnet (Shakespearean): A start to our new world; forget the past, For, today, resources flourish a-new And our new gold hath shine as stone cobble; Our lands protected for by mere minutes. Bison breaks knights hearts, to lead blade in its; Blue-blood marksmen tread trees with such wobble, And architects cower, as to die last; This be thy hell, and in which we die? soon. With boom and blast, our men must now hobble, And with arrow rain, knees shattered to bits; No mercy: towers fall to precise hits And catapults do dispose of our loons. Heed days ahead doth brought from this lone strife, And, aft war, kiss the blood; live thee, lost life! Bonus haiku: Blades and blood flying A war and a wall between The peaceful builder Note: I'm not familiar with haikus. I looked them up, and I have the general structure down (juxtaposition & the dividing factor), but I still don't think it's that great, personally. If someone knows more about haikus than I do, I'd appreciate if it if you could tell me how to improve my haiku poetry.
Should I just tunnel the next round? Not doing a single thing, Maybe others will join in, We're fucked now, Everyone is fucking tunneling with me, Shit.
Damn, sir. Those are hard to craft well; I tip my hat to you. Fwiw, a good (Japanese) friend often quotes a teacher of his on haiku:
I went oops because I didn't make a haiku I just winged it. lol Now that I look back I quoted the wrong thing in your post.