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just a write-up that got no connection with heading and topic
but cheered on by the cheering squad, cos its one of their hunky baseball team player who made his victory speech

hmmm
Ari is still not a rantalot, the new year did make a change

epi:
Pray and hope you pass your exam. Good luck dear


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thanks, you are a darling

oreshade:
@ princesa
Meeeen, that was fantastic
Quite creative and ingenious
With its dramatic taste astreak
And its rhyming lines

Psychologically, I think
You are soft girl that's in this
Just for poetry's sake
And nothing more thus you aren't a freak

Well nice to know that
wish you good luck in your exams
And wish me good luck also miss
With your dried blood stain face that lingers

Till we meet again precious pearl
STAY THIRSTY!!!

thanks you know am not a freak
am just caught in the fun of it
and trust me to remain thirsty
or hear anyone call me defeated or retire
then i will spit venom with all fire

oreshade:
@ princesa
Olulu is looking for you in the thread: So you think you can rhyme,

i see it
but those people are just getting me confuse with their fight
but am loving it no less

Hmmmm
I wonder why they say the witch retired
Or stayed behind to bring up more rhyme fire
Cos when she appeared as a guest
And saw the joyous dance of her deers
She felt the anger and urge to put them back to their crawling place
Back in hell where the fire blaze more than a furnace

Can you imagine the triumphant dance of these notorious elves
Tkb, Ore, a new guy, even Epi, but do stay clear cos I don’t deal with girlz
My meal is with the male groomz
Cos in their blood I get my main grooves
Starting from the pleasure of slicing their eyez bit by bit
To the protein to nourish my health from the sumptuous meal of their tasty meat
I would dance also to the rhythm of their pathetic pleas
And coil in pleasure to watch the Oscar winning film of their heart been ripped, piece by piece
They would know a witch never take defeat
Even if it is just an imaginative fixture of their hysteric dreamz
Cos it can never be easy to make me scream.

And girl I loved the picture you put
Though that aint me, am way more cool
Cos the queen Sheba I know the devil can die for
Aint that duckling from the coven third floor
But Let help me you a bit
Picture her in a red flowing, armless fitting top
Bloody sexy to the last whistle call
The kind that entice the men to their pleasure and their definite fall
Cos thatz what she standz for
Beauty and death wrapped up, nothing less but everything more

Now back to this Deers of mine
Here is the death for them stored in line
And this time am making it worth every blood-drop
So they would never be a rebirth of their gibberish, pathetic winnerz talk
Let me start with stabbing thru the carcass of their heart
Then tie them to the stake so they burn to ash
But wait! Not so fast!
Such a death is too quick and sharp
So not the pleasure I had for myself planned
I had better slide down their semi-burnt back
Then released them to the slave master for the further exciting pack
Hear their mercy shrills echo round the town
Their prides being damped by the slave master slash
While I watch from afar the pleasure from their ceaseless cries
I move to tilt up their once ego proud mouth
And with the utmost pleasure, pluck out their eyes with my bare hands
Cut out their earz with the bluntness of knives
And watch with joy as it satiates the hunger of my lovely catz
Back at their bloody face, my spit runs down with mucous and phlegm
And while they give up the last of their battered fate
My triumphant laugh echoes round the world wide plane
I have a paroxysm of satiated fun
Cos I have gotten them back to the floor
I step happily on their dead carcass
And order for it to be pieced and scattered
So while in death they would serve a purpose
To feed my adorable cat and his pet, the cockroach
All done, I go back to the warmth of my lover
Am sure you it’s Lucifer, Cos I love him like no other

Confessions of a witch
Jesus! This is insane
Am just a rhyming brat that let the fun lead her astray
But don’t hold this against me
Please the beauty of heaven, make me to see
All this I ask in the name of Jesus my king
Amen

Note too
Princesa is preparing for an exam
Don’t ask which, just bear it in mind
And please pray for me to pass
So I won’t be here always to rhyme
But that doesn’t mean I retire
So don’t let my thread expire
Thank you

thats all

sorry
cant party with you guyz
nice thing up here though

hmm
my friend came back to party with me
giving such strong gory lines as this ;

oreshade:
, TO MEMORIES THAT FADES,
Though this princesa of old
Queen of the underworld

Has sure forgotten her past
I crave to remind her like a pet

That lingered in her hands
While she breath her last

For I was there as she lay dead
With her scary blood-shot eyes

Crying for help while it popped
Out with meshy stream of blood

Dangling out of her eye-sockets
Clogged with crooked strings of veins

All looking so aweful so to dread
Like the stinky vomit of ugly pigs

As memories starts to fade

I remember so well at ease
How her bally fat head went red

As if an octopus had eight-tightened
Her neck and stopped all the blood

So that she went ripe and
Bulbous like the tomato stead

The sticky mucur from her nose
And the gushing slippery spittle from her lips

As the tkb spells thread
Her stone-blocked squinty ears

To memories that fades

This spirit from the underworld
Needs to be scenicly reminded

Of her gory past
So that

This path of hate
She lays tight

Her rhymes
Will shiver to dust
12.18am 18.02.08

and i so much appreciate it, that you came back
but i wont be able to counter-react with you
something else came up
but i will drop some line from time to time
so that the memories of witches dont fade away
Up live witches forever more!!!

thanks so much dude,
though am seeing this kinda late
i really feel appreciated
thanks, and i hope yours was great too

now this is the way to write a poem
keep it up

am always mis-spelling that
apoligise this instant for that
or i call the wrath of thunder on you

oh St. Lucifer!
just like old times
Tbk and Ore

oreshade:
meeen, see this princesa of a witch
Gasping for breath, blood and leech

How I wish oreshade has the time
To scribble with chain saw on your bossom

Some painful lines of blood meshy poetry
To stop your gnashing teeth of fear and tyranny

How I wish I had the leisurely times
To stop you from feeding on maggoty worms

That you have suddenly become their god,


Have got two more tests next week before my exams, till then stay THIRSTY coward of the underworld,

Am not the coward of any world under or above
much less my own niche"underworld"
good to have a feel of you though
i thought u were gonna let some oda take ur place
be tru wit ur exams and come party with the witches

Krrush:
You sure know how to bring out the beast in this surgeon . . . . Aahhwwoooooooooooo !!!!!

uhmm am gonna have a new dear deer soon