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Hard at Work (drunk poem)I hired a man from the yellow pages
to cut my lawn, as I've simply no time
to do it myself. But he came over
dressed as a policeman, and told me
I had been bad. Oh my, and then...
...nevermind. No more shall I call
Men - Hard at Work, again.
Thank god my lawn is gated;
the neighbors, what would they think?
To a believer.Fancy me a fool?
Some sort of ass or mule?
You've got to be kidding,
when you say an invisible force will do its bidding.
In the winter you give children toys;
but your clergy bugger little boys.
But oh wait there's more,
funny ones, they bang their heads against the floor.
Blow up buildings for something they read in a book,
wonder how cunning was the writer,
bloody clever crook.
They're all the same,
innocent people they blame.
Aren't you a bit too old,
to believe the madness you are told?
This weird obsession,
of believing in one.
Look at the Greeks,
they had many- now that was fun.
Every time they open their mouth,
even more nonsense th
Sophie and Phillip's pesterlog-- CheckeredFlynn [CF] started pestering SharpShooter [SS] at 10:08 --
[10:08] CF: Hey Phil :3
[10:09] SS: umm..yeah..hi. (:
[10:09] CF: Watcha doin? o:
[10:09] CF: As in, you know. Besides being all cool and shit c:
[10:09] CF: Have you reached the God tier yet?
[10:09] SS: nah..
[10:09] SS: I'm just here taking a break from a troll's still buggin' me about that shit
[10:09] SS: like, how I'm all going to be powerful and stuff
[10:09] CF: You WILL!
[10:10] CF: Dude, I'm a fucking Mage of Blood!
[10:10] CF: what can be more fucking stronger than that?!
[10:10] SS: You did got your self killed in that un-cool, sleeping, rock bed ri
1Z Listu do Zjednoczonych Krain.
"[...] Pokonaliśmy Niszczyciela dzięki Poświęconej. Osiem krain kiedyś oddzielnych teraz się zjednoczyły. Woda, Morze, Światła, Mrok, Ogień, Wiatr, Czas no i epicentrum Wiara. Cykl ten zakończył się ze śmiercią Adhary Poświęconej i Sana z Ahmalem którzy byli Niszczycielami. To daje nam nowy cykl. Cykl Talizmanu Mocy. [...]"
Plac ćwiczebny Akademii Jeźdźców Smoków był prawie pusty. Na środku areny stała dziewczyna miała zamknięte oczy. Jej czarne włosy z grana
COLLAB POEM 3I BE ZORA LOLOL@All: It's raining, oh it is indeed
You@All: MY LOVELY STEED,
TACOSAUCE THE GREAT@All: I think i am in great need
You@All: OF HORSE FEED
I BE ZORA LOLOL@All: On seeds
I BE ZORA LOLOL@All: That bleed
TACOSAUCE THE GREAT@All: I am filled with need
TACOSAUCE THE GREAT@All: of feed
TACOSAUCE THE GREAT@All: and seeds
I BE ZORA LOLOL@All: On your bleed
TACOSAUCE THE GREAT@All: and your indeed
TACOSAUCE THE GREAT@All: full of feed
You@All: and weeds
TACOSAUCE THE GREAT@All: and bead
I BE ZORA LOLOL@All: With greed
TACOSAUCE THE GREAT@All: i need
You@All: to plead
TACOSAUCE THE GREAT@All: with greed
I BE ZORA LOLOL@All: That we'd
Goodnight, CthulhuSing a song of madness,
An Old One never dies.
Four and twenty Shoggoths
Baked in a pie.
When the pie burst open,
The guests began to scream.
Wasn't that a wicked dish,
To complete Dagon's scheme?
Lord Cthulhu sleeps in R'leyh,
And sees us in our dreams;
Nyarlathotep babbles in the dark,
And feeds upon our screams.
The cliff-ghasts now are flying free,
Hunting for fresh meat;
And if they catch you dreaming,
Your doom will be complete.
Pome to MortBlurble and blargle!
The fungle's like marble...
The flustig is blowing,
And such is the way,
Of stating your case,
When reason holds sway...
It's not that I'm jaznick,
Or terribly garblous...
Or wanting a chat,
or something quite farblous....
So whenever your fungle
is open to air,
and your blushniks are blushing...
Without any fears...
A short danggly missive,
portraying, your wishes...
will suffice to inform me,
(oh it's just so delicious!)
Of when you're on, netwise..
so both of us, (gleebly)
can verily cheerably,
and nothing unsightly
shall mar the endeavour
when gaily, together,
We'll mingle our rhymes....
Big word, Little shinxI’m in the dark, just a little shinx.
These big dogs keep talking the big bark, but I’ll show em when the rain comes.
This little kitty can do more than shine in the night,
I’ll paint these gym walls with red your fright.
Gold fur and a heart of black, my trainer stabbed me in the back.
Broken and bloody I won’t give up till she’s crying over my dead body.
As you look into my eyes the last thing you’ll see is the most hurt part of me.
I’ll protect my innocence behind this fiery bolt,
Rock smash, rock tomb, I already know it’s my doom.
Take my swagger like a thief; I’ll double team th
The reason that students must learn history"Sir! Why should I learn history?"
I gave him a clout with my knuckles.
"Oh! Why are you hitting my head?"
Again, I gave him a clout with my knuckles.
"Shit! Why are you hitting my head? Why should I learn history?"
The student protests again. I put out this splendid answer.
"If you did not remember that you hit, When I hit you again, Could you avoid?"
PeoplePeople jump, dance, and fly.
They can be happy or they can cry.
They have pets like dogs and cats,
And dress them up in funny hats.
They learn and think,
And eat and drink.
At night they make theaters ring,
When they act, dance, and sing.
Then they go home and sleep,
By counting many little sheep.
OnCe UpOn A mOtHeRfUcKiN tImE OnCe UpOn A mOtHeRfUcKiN tImE tHeRe WaS a LiTtLe MoThErFuCkEr.
ThAt GrEw Up SuRrOuNdEd By OtHeR lItTlE mOtHeRfUcKeRs.
tHeSe OtHeR lItTlE mOtHeRfUcKeRs WeNt OuTsIdE tO pLaY a KiCkAsS mOtHeRfUcKiN gAmE.
tHe MoThErFuCkErS fOuNd A bUnCh Of SqUaRe ShApEd MoThErFuCkIn MiRaClEs.
ThAn EvErY mOtHeRfUcKeR dIeD bEcAuSe ThE mIrAcLeS wErE tOo MoThErFuCkIn AmAzInG.
Off TopicIt all started when I was 13 years,
7 months, 2 weeks,
4 days, 6 hours,
12 minutes & 14 seconds old.
Wait, now that I think about it,
now it would be 15 seconds.
16. 17. 18. 19.
20. 21. 22. 24.
Crap, forgot 23.
Where was I? I lost track...
I think I was at 20-something...
Wait, wait, wait, hang on.
What story was I telling again?
Got What's Coming To YouYou broke my heart,
Ripped it to shreads,
Threw the remaining pieces on the ground,
Then stomped on it with evil joy,
Cackling as your foot squished it,
A twinkle in your eyes,
That screamed happiness,
And without any care at all,
Ran off to your new boyfriend,
Leaving me behind with a broken heart,
But that doesn't matter as of now,
Because I'm happier than I ever was with you,
Now that I've found a girl that likes me,
For the real me unlike you,
Who wanted me to be a different person,
And now I can laugh at you,
Because your boyfriend did to you,
What you did to me,
And I'm in his debt,
As I asked him to do it,
Sorry babe but you got what w
To Be a Writer“Mother!” I say
At 12 standing ten feet tall,
Above my Mother,
Who expects the answer to her question soon.
A dramatic pause.
How very detective novel of me.
“I am going to be a writer!”
No doubt because she is proud,
Imagines tonguing the sentence out to her friends.
No doubt she thinks I’m brilliant.
Oh how devilishly smart of me,
To already know exactly what I will do!
“Writing is a good hobby.”
Yes! Is is isn’t it! Just brilli-
“You can’t build a career on that.”
And more than a little bit hurt,
I spit “why not” at her,
In a tone which I assume will make her flinch.
I am heart broken that she does not.
“Well,” Here she begins to wash the dishes,
because the matter is soon to be ended.
“It’s doubtful that you’ll be good enough.”
LampOnly the porcelain shards lying around the shade
Offered that this was more than just
A typical garbage day. The workers were too absorbed
In their regrets and shames to study the interesting aspects
Of the disposal,
And the children went back to their ball game.
So the event passed and history’s library listed it as
“Nonexistent,” but life was wrong: the lamp
Was chauffeured across town, its final destination the dump,
Where it sat beside a rotting banana peel and gleamed in the sunlight.
“That pleasant shiny thing,” the birds cawed,
Never thinking that their well-know distraction
Was an elegant ancient covered
Something About Legaia 2
UyoniRaze: "Hello I'm UyoniRaze!"
Vahn: "And I'm the blue hairded mute from Legend of Legaia!"
Uyoni: ::smirk:: "You blew your title to hell Vahn."
Vahn: ::scowls:: "Grr. 'Knew I should have weighted it down."
::deep in the fires of the BIG FIREY PLACE::
Title: "It burns!"
Uyoni: ::seen pushing the scene off to the side:: ::CRASH::
Uyoni: "OKAY! And later on we'll have the rest of the Legaians here with us! But for now,…Lets set up the scene!"
Vahn: "…Legaians…..is that kinda calling me an alien?"
Uyoni: ::scowling face:: "dontmakemehityouwithmyhammer….OKAY! Time to set up !Thee SET!"
*Magically Appears Vahn's home, the two sitting
There's Something About Legaia
There's Something About Legaia : A Text Comic
::UyoniRaze, Vahn, Gala seen sneaking about a shadowy area of a space ship::
Noa: ::swirling around in captain swivel chair:: "WEEE! I want to drive!!"
Uyoni: ::hiss:: "You're gonna get us in trouble!" ::stretches arms out to cover Noa's mouth:: ::pulls her into the shadows::
Gala: "Shuush! They're here!"
Captain and crew: ::assume positions on deck::
Uyoni: "NOW! FOR GREAT….eh,….INSANITY! ATTACK!"
::What little light is cast has gone black and sounds of cartoonish fighting breakout::
::Sudden sound of an industrial light being switched on:: ::everything is 16 bit, and bad S
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