Best form of poetry
First poem (Eden) by the lovely @northeasternwind
My name is Az
And when its nite
Or wen the moon
Is shyning brite
To God my liege
I give my worde
But it is false
I lost my sword :c
-
my naem is cro
and when i met
the angel he
get in my head
he gave his sword
he be real nice
i talk to him
i break the ice
-
my naem is cro
an ark i see
i angel ask
not children, yee?
the horn horse run
evryone drown
rainbow now only
give me frown
-
on cross he hang
and i am sad
the demon come
Crowley he said
he ask of why
“people play nice”
says that’ll do
christ pay the price
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my naem is az
and when i see
my fren in bar
say hi to he
he look so sad
oyster me tempt
he go with me
was fun in end
-
it cold and damp
a kinght i am
the black knight is
enemy frien?
arrange he want
outrage i show
i turn around
away i go
-
an ang i am
shakespeare my frien
hamlet i like
but noone cam :(
I talk to snek
this one on him!
this happy I
have never been
-
Bastille I go
Headless I be
unless the fren
come resuce me
he stop the tiem
he break the chain
he buy me crêpes
lots did i gain
-
the friend i meet
in park with duck
holy water want
i just think fuck
paper i burn
and him i hurt
“fraternize” there
i say the word
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in church i go
to nazi spy
they fool me gud
i almost die
my hero come
with burning foot
he drop a bomb
and save my book
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dark night it is
the frien i meet
in car of his
give water deed
he offer ride
“too fast for me”
i leave, am sad
and so is he