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No love amongst stars
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Lady Ayeipsia
BlueWaffe
#21 - 2013-01-18 16:34:29 UTC
Ristlin Wakefield wrote:
I liked it.

Too many butt-hurt little men here jealous they can't string a few words together into a coherent story others will read.


Unless Lady Spank is a German immigrant that died in 1994, she did not string these words together either. This is "As the Sparrow" by Charles Bukowski.

Now don't get me wrong, Bukowski is an amazing, great poet. He is one of the few poets I will happily read. But to post one of his works here and not give proper credit? Then to let others assume it is your own work? Plagiarism should incur a major sec penalty, bounty, or even ban.

Seriously, sorry if life is rough, I hope Bukowski's words help, but give credit where credit is due.
Corporal Kazuki Fuse
Doomheim
#22 - 2013-01-20 23:21:31 UTC
Ah emo poetry, the mating call of the try-hard nerd. I hope you find an intelligent fat chick to settle for (in game)

Or perhaps too much time watching CQ stoned is turning you all into artisan-recluse-types

Does the clothing store have a black polo-neck?
Kalim Dabo
Perkone
Caldari State
#23 - 2013-01-21 09:51:52 UTC
Everybody knows that the limerick is the highest order of poetry. Here is my (admittedly feeble) attempt.

There once was a pilot from Hek
who thought he'd run missions in lowsec.
"Noobs in frigates," he thought,
"Their probes trouble me not."
...then he cried while we looted his wreck.

Twisted

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Kristopher Rocancourt
Sebiestor Tribe
Minmatar Republic
#24 - 2013-01-24 17:43:36 UTC
Lady Spank wrote:
To give life you must take life,
and as our grief falls flat and hollow
upon the billion-blooded sea
I pass upon serious inward-breaking shoals rimmed
with white-legged, white-bellied rotting creatures
lengthily dead and rioting against surrounding scenes.

Dear child, I only did to you what the sparrow
did to you; I am old when it is fashionable to be
young; I cry when it is fashionable to laugh.

I hated you when it would have taken less courage
to love.



OP cuts to relieve the emo angst.

Up around the throat next time toots.

http://killalliance.co.uk/tears/tears-holeysheet/

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