I love that. (the subject really isn't about me, I just like doing that, it's fun.) anyway. This is really to Eternity,; hey, good job, homie. YI'm glad people have a place to put what they put their souls in to (poetry). That's awesome. All of this creativity is great, I mean, what is this, the 45 post? and this ihas been here for like 4 days? that's awesome. As outlined in one *****PRINCIPIA DISCORDIA***** creativity is the purpose, wether in order or chaos. I live chaotic-ly, but poetry is order. Ordering language, words, syllables, ideas, whatever. Creativity is awesome. I love everyone who has ever posted a poem here, because you are making the world go round. I'm sorry for rambling so much, but it just makes me happy to see you all doing what you're 'meant' to do. (not so much meant, I guess. I don't know) but it's cool, anyway. I guess I owe you a laugh since I rambled for 2 million lines, right? Here's the one that started it all...(and a few more maybe)

Monkeys look like fun.
I hear they get mean though,
and throw their feces.

Left turn, right turn.
Was that my exit there?
goddamnit, pay more attention.

people can't have slaves.
Yes they can.
No they can't.

Hi, welcome to Jack in the box, may I take your order?
yeah, um, spicy chicken jack, and a strawberry shake.
what size?
umm.....medium, please.
would you like fries with that?
naw, thanks.
Thank you, drive through.

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I guess. whatever. those were my poems.
Lobe,
Kona, who has gotten zapped by Twilight AND Aurora! (go ahead, ask me twhat the rider of the apocalypse is all about). One thing, spam. )

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Sarapin, in the year 243 AF.