generosity wrote:
7734f wrote:
My sonnet for English 7:
He had a will to fight for their rights,
Like a tree struggling to emerge from
The rocky and barren ground that picks fights,
He fought with the volume of a loud drum,
His words were oh so powerful and strong,
His revolution had not long since begun,
For he lived where he did live and belong,
And started the act from the act of one,
He made his movement rise upwards; shine bright,
And the action flew like a hawk's soar,
So other people could see the sunlight,
So that America had peace evermore,
The angels above would come out and sing,
"Here is our savior, Martin Luther King".I like this one
Thanks, I worked hard on it
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OrcaCat wrote:
Terrible Poetry Attempt by OrcaCat
Up on the hill
Lived a farmer named Bill
He like to eat melons
But committed too many felons
In attempt to steal these fruits.
So he went to jail
And was an epic fail
He didn't have joy or laughter
And live happily ever after.
The end.
Random, but Cool
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7734f wrote:
Consumed the finest of foods
I tasted nothing
Stepped on a push-pin
I felt nothing
No matter what I do
My ailment is like the flu
Nothing is the same
Without her
I like it.
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7734f wrote:
OrcaCat wrote:
Terrible Poetry Attempt by OrcaCat
Up on the hill
Lived a farmer named Bill
He like to eat melons
But committed too many felons
In attempt to steal these fruits.
So he went to jail
And was an epic fail
He didn't have joy or laughter
And live happily ever after.
The end.Random, but Cool
I agree with the former.
Hi
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on an unrelated note, this is my 20000th and final post under this name on the Scratch Forums
good day
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veggieman001 wrote:
http://i.imgur.com/iS82mPD.jpg
on an unrelated note, this is my 20000th and final post under this name on the Scratch Forums
good day
Interesting.
And why is this your last post? Are you moving accounts?
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Worst Poetry In The World By MEOWCAT34.
Inside Bob's house
There is a fat mouse
He likes to eat cheese
But one time he sneezed
Bob ran after him
But tripped into Tim
The mouse went to Lowe's
And bought some new clothes
A guy who worked there was hairy
His name was Harry
And last named Potter
And then came his daughter
Who threw a stick
That landed on a guy named rick
That was a crafter
And everyone lived happily ever after
Bob likes to bend
The end
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