Hyper Activities
18 years ago
I'm wondering just how long I'll last
speaking out in a rhyming blast.
I know I've done this in the past
but my caffeine's running out quite fast.
Hast thou honor, join the crime
Join along and waste some time
See how long you keep up rhyme
Just where should we draw the line?
Chime and sing and join along
It's nothing complex as a song.
It's not that hard, you can't go wrong
Especially if your words are strong.
Long enough, I'll keep my measure
Typing this out at my leisure
But you know, I think I'll treasure
For it gives me constant pleasure.
Pressure building, nearly done
At least the time I spent was fun
And with the dawning of the sun
Although I know that I should run
Continuing at a later date
don't be anxious, just you wait
I know some day it will be fate
that to poetry I will capitulate
Hate me not for what I do
It curses me as much as you
Please believe me that it's true
I simply have to see this through
Rue the day but hate me not
It's not so bad I should be shot
Speaking in such foolish rot
You'd think I do this quite a lot
Naughty trickery of the tongue
My own demise it what was brung
upon the ending there was hung
the eulogy that to me was sung.
Orange.
speaking out in a rhyming blast.
I know I've done this in the past
but my caffeine's running out quite fast.
Hast thou honor, join the crime
Join along and waste some time
See how long you keep up rhyme
Just where should we draw the line?
Chime and sing and join along
It's nothing complex as a song.
It's not that hard, you can't go wrong
Especially if your words are strong.
Long enough, I'll keep my measure
Typing this out at my leisure
But you know, I think I'll treasure
For it gives me constant pleasure.
Pressure building, nearly done
At least the time I spent was fun
And with the dawning of the sun
Although I know that I should run
Continuing at a later date
don't be anxious, just you wait
I know some day it will be fate
that to poetry I will capitulate
Hate me not for what I do
It curses me as much as you
Please believe me that it's true
I simply have to see this through
Rue the day but hate me not
It's not so bad I should be shot
Speaking in such foolish rot
You'd think I do this quite a lot
Naughty trickery of the tongue
My own demise it what was brung
upon the ending there was hung
the eulogy that to me was sung.
Orange.
FA+

why cant we favorite journals?
For complimenting something shady
The rhyme itself was nothing clever
And surely wouldn't last forever
Whether or not I carried on
At least a compliment I've won
I'll add to that which I did sever
for the time to quite, I think, is never.