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The Our Lady Peace Poem
Posted: 2/19/2005, 12:20 pm
by Me&MyOneManArmy
like to hear it, here goes.....
I'm waiting for the new OLP album since the end of last year
And unitl that shit comes out i will drink some beer
Anybody with me give me a cheer
If the album don't come out, better not shed a tear
How many more lines of this can I rhyme with ear
I know, no more, I'm done ova here.
Take a bite out of life, like Holyfields ear.
Posted: 2/19/2005, 5:43 pm
by areusad831
i hope you were very very drunk when you wrote this
Posted: 2/19/2005, 6:07 pm
by Johnny
I agree.
Posted: 2/20/2005, 2:11 am
by I AM ME
i thought this was going to be about the actual our lady peace poem
Posted: 2/20/2005, 2:41 am
by Waiting to Exist
I AM ME wrote:i thought this was going to be about the actual our lady peace poem
Posted: 2/20/2005, 2:56 am
by I AM ME
Posted: 2/20/2005, 8:38 am
by half jill
well i liked it.
Posted: 2/20/2005, 9:07 am
by Lydia
How far is it to peace, the piper sighed
the solitary sweating as he paused
asphalt the moon, the ravens terrified
fled carrion thunder that percussion caused
I just typed that out without reference. I rock.
(Couldn't remember the rest, though.
)
Posted: 2/20/2005, 2:49 pm
by AnnieDreams
the envelope of earth was powder loud
the taut wings shivered, driven at the sun
The piper put his pipe away and bowed
"not here," he said, "I hunt the love cool one."
"The Dancer with the clipped hair; where is she?"
we shook our heads, parting for him to pass
our lady was of no such trim degree
and none of us had seen her face, alas
She was the very ridges that we must scale
Securing the rough top, and how she smiled
was how our strength would issue, not to fail
was having her, gigantis, undefiled
For homely goddess, big as the world that burned
grandmother and taskmistress, frild and town
we let the stranger go, but when we turned
our lady lived; fierce in eachother's frown.
The punctuation might be off, but otherwise I believe thats right.
Posted: 2/20/2005, 3:39 pm
by trentm32
AnnieDreams wrote:the envelope of earth was powder loud
the taut wings shivered, driven at the sun
The piper put his pipe away and bowed
"not here," he said, "I hunt the love cool one."
"The Dancer with the clipped hair; where is she?"
we shook our heads, parting for him to pass
our lady was of no such trim degree
and none of us had seen her face, alas
She was the very ridges that we must scale
Securing the rough top, and how she smiled
was how our strength would issue, not to fail
was having her, gigantis, undefiled
For homely goddess, big as the world that burned
grandmother and taskmistress, frild and town
we let the stranger go, but when we turned
our lady lived; fierce in eachother's frown.
Posted: 2/20/2005, 4:51 pm
by saman
double
Posted: 2/20/2005, 8:26 pm
by Me&MyOneManArmy
xcinminspiderx wrote:well i liked it.
why thank ya
I wrote it myself
Posted: 2/27/2005, 7:30 pm
by reza
it was funny
*nods*
