@Ariel I got my sig to change!
Lucy
*lols at Cor's siggy* *thinks that the guy on the siggy looks sort of like Fiyero* O.o
Lucy! (was I Eded a while back?)
😀 ED! Now you are! Write me a LONG, nice poem!
@Cor: I wuold, but, liek, Ed's can olny lats fur, liek, thre ot fuor posst. I cant rember @ teh monmet. Deos anybdoy esle?
Loocy
😛
Lucy
@Jaygee oh sorry do only three posts then!
ED! write me another nice long poem!
Lucy
So, cor, I'm like, so stoked that you got your new siggy on! Nick Pitera's so insanely radtacular. Have you, like, watched that video? It's totes amazingness!
And, um, Jaygee, you're right. I think typing gooses can only last, like three posts.
Lucy
Lucy needs to write those poems... 😛
@Ariel No I haven't. Its Wicked right? I've listened to the soundtrack before though!
@Berry Yes! Write them!
ED! Change your location tooooo "Only doing what Cor says" No changes!!!
Here's poem #1:
A girl stared at the screen.
Waiting, waiting,
For eloquent words.
But fading, fading,
Was her creativity.
“Why did Cor goose me?”
She said with a sigh.
“It’s not like my poetry
Is anything like
Frost’s or Poe’s.”
Suddenly, it came to her.
“What if I write
A poem about
My poor plight?”
And write she did.
Click, click, clack
Went the keyboard keys.
Clack, clack, click, click,
Fast as you please.
And this poem, dear Cor,
Which you’re reading now,
Tells this poem’s
Story, and how
It was written.
Is it long enough?
Lucy
Haha! I love it Berry! (how many poems do you have to write me?)
Lucy
@cor: It's totes from Wicked. One of my, like, fave YouTube musicians (def my fave YouTube singer), Peter Hollens (he's totes amazingness!) collabed with Nick Pitera (he can sing normal tenor and, like, an impressive alto; totes fun to listen to) and they, like, sang this sweet Wicked medley. You should totes look it up!
(Oy, am I done yet? 🙂 )
Lucy
@ariel Yes I think you are!
ED! Write me a nice long poem! I don't care if you post it here or PM it to me.
Dead in my tracks
I stopped and stared.
He was quite mad:
I could feel it,
his rage rising
like mine long had.
Tense he stood there,
shouting at me.
I just listened.
He looked funny:
livid, wild-eyed,
with sweat glistened.
He called me dull
a mere creature.
Not that I cared.
He said something
about being
important, rare.
Not that I cared,
I snatched him up
like a dead cod
and slammed him
into the floor
then said, "Puny god."
Dunno if that counts as long, cor, but that's all I can think up at the moment. This is what happens when you watch Thor the night before and laugh at how puny all those "gods" are compared to the One True God. (To add another quote from the Avengers, "You people are so petty. And tiny.") 😆
Lucy
