Poem War Game

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The Poem War game
It's a simple game where you reply to the above poster by saying a small poem, it could be any size as long as it's 2 or more lines!
Take this conversation for example

Spoiler:

i got a meaning through
so i don't care about u
the point is fish is prick
and i'm gonna smack him with my dick

i know i'm bad
no reason to be mad
i just insulted fish
and said i want to see him on a dish

i don't really care about this game
and ur rhymes are also lame
and don't call me a hopper bitch
or u'll find urself at the bottom of a ditch

Kimo:

What's proper, Master?
If I did this faster
I would be a rapper
I omnomnom you like a cracker
You're in your deathbed; you napper
People at your funeral look dapper
But the coffin holds shit; crapper
And I stole your girl, Keimi, I packed her
You want her back? Play a card game with this sacker
When you lose, I know you'll call me a hacker
And now I know your girl's a gagger
She's mine now, you fapper
Swagger





NO OFFENSE!

[s]hey i'm here don't skip ahead
or u'll see me with ur mama in bed
and if u don't see it i'll let u know she said
fuck me fuck me fuck me more
i was on her like a boar
till i made her pussy sore

yea i'm a dick and i'm full of gore
don't fuck with me or u'll get fucked up whore[/s]

sorry bout that
don't take it seriously

Your rhymes are redundant
and vulgar and rough,
You act like a man by appearing all tough.
All talk and no bite,
Least that's what they say.
So come out and say it,
We all know you're gay.

;D

Homosexual in all ways but one,
There's one that he would be hetero for,
'Cause even though he's jammed so far
Into closet, like a forgotten Christmas present,
It's clear he has a thing for Nour.

But it's clear your skills are yet to hone,
Your lyrics are no more than petty insults so,
We'll see what your mom thinks about this,
I have her number on my cell phone.
Lemme call her.

Mrs. Emo! Mrs. Emo! Please come closer to the screen!
There's some people over here I'm sure you've already seen!
People! Say hello to Mrs. Emo!
Hello!
Yeah well let's be fair, you've already met most of them,
Sure you were low on height, kind of slobbering like a doberman,
But what amuses me, Cyberdark, is that I was rhyming before you were born;
While your Mom was out collecting STDs, you were playing Pokemon,
But what amuses me further still is that she beat you;
You only collected most of them.

(All credit for that last verse has to go to Mark Grist, a teacher who used it in a rap battle against a chavvy kid. Hilarious stuff.)

who the fuck do u think u are,u have taken this too far
do it again and i'll take u down,i'll slam ur face to the ground
dumbass don't call me emo
ur obviously stupid ur iq is zero
ur rhymes r so lame
and ur mind is too slow
i declare that i win this game
and that ur mothers a fucking hoe

nour ur so random all the time
ur over doing it so much it's becoming a crime
u just say random things that just kinda rhyme
sometimes i wish u were a mime :P

Cyber come on, calm down,
it's just a game you ought to see.
I'm like Robert Frost,
While you're a Doctor Seuss wannabe.

So a rhyme in every sentence,
feel the tension of no rhyming scheme.
Breaking out more then the button on your skinny jeans,
you little Scene.

So get a job and go to work,
We all know that your worthless.
And if your such a mother-lover,
Maybe you should have been aborted.

This game has died
How come, tell me why.
And if it don't come back soon
I think I might cry.

Come on people
Be my guest
continue this
so i can be the...

...very best
the best there ever was.
to catch them is my real quest
to train them is my... oops. that's the Pokemon theme from when i was like 5...

A shameful, display, of necromancy,
caught necroposting in my pokeball like Chansey,
Your pokemon theme tune may be bawss and your team may be good,
But the Elite Four ain't nothin' to an SMG in MAH HOOD.

Word.