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How dare you name it, "Pathetic poetry". lol ;)

I oughta do something.. -Thinks-

You last poems were in a thread called boring stories lol ;)

From: BenLand100
You last poems were in a thread called boring stories lol ;)

You wanna' be on my list to? :p

Fawaki should rename it Kane's Poetry because it's mostly you that post's here ;)

I woulda called it pathetic ;) :D

From: moparisthebest
I woulda called it pathetic ;) :D

-Sarcastic Laugh-
-Adds you to death list-

;D

I agree with kane, it should be called noob poetry ;) :)

From: XxKanexX
-Sarcastic Laugh-
-Adds you to death list-

;D

haha, too bad you aussie's can't own guns, Ill meet you with my Marlin model 1894 .44 Magnum mmk? ;) :D

From: moparisthebest
haha, too bad you aussie's can't own guns, Ill meet you with my Marlin model 1894 .44 Magnum mmk? ;) :D

Kay. I'll be the flea in your hair. Muwaha.

lol theres not even any potery here lol

From: JiveTonto@Gmail.com
lol theres not even any potery here lol

Fakawi is pink, Fakawi is blue,
Who ever named it pathetic poetry
soon gets the flu!

Sounds like a spell. 0.o

these poems by kane, they should be down the lane, by that trash can of bobs, stick it with stuffed hobbes?

From: cause
these poems by kane, they should be down the lane, by that trash can of bobs, stick it with stuffed hobbes?

hobbes?..

cause, don't try to rhyme,
you can't be in time.

Time yourself for how long it will take
for you to go drown in a lake.

My poems down a lane,
What are you, insane?

Is their a trash near the bobs,
or are you just rhyming with frogs?


Sounds more like a rap song though :p

From: Krazy_Meerkat
I agree with kane, it should be called noob poetry ;) :)

It should be called… Compiled list of emo sentences section.

From: Pwnd
It should be called… Compiled list of emo sentences section.

So then you can post your stuff. :)

k, lets try this 1 more time.

call the cops on in,
kane is tryin once again,
these poems will waste you,
come on and taste ur rythme poo,
im gonna stop now,
before i hurt someone how?

this is bad
real, bad

From: XxKanexX
So then you can post your stuff. :)

To bad I'm not good with poetry ;)

If I ever made suicide notes.. they'd be pretty straight foward ;)

From: cause
k, lets try this 1 more time.

call the cops on in,
kane is tryin once again,
these poems will waste you,
come on and taste ur rythme poo,
im gonna stop now,
before i hurt someone how?

this is bad
real, bad

From what i see forth is one to battle,
But handle a sword, he can't even handle a rattle.

Wasted from what may i say?
I've tried from what i may succeed,
and once again, the battle fronts needs.

Before you hurt someone with what?
Standing in the sun so they may get too hot?

Go back to the gutter, or read a book.
Study your poems, like taken meets took.

Poem battles?
OMGROFLMFAO
8 mile

From: Krazy_Meerkat
Poem battles?
OMGROFLMFAO
8 mile

That's rap battles isn't it?

Yeah it was a joke… At the expense of poems

ONCE MORE I WILL BATTLE.


pacing about,
more anger wanting 2 spout,
my brain is fried,
my tendons tied,
the sweat in which my brow is soaked,
brothers and sisters poke,
i lash out in a rage,
that stupid mage,
im owned, what can i say?
hey, kane, ur poems are OK!

From: cause
ONCE MORE I WILL BATTLE.


pacing about,
more anger wanting 2 spout,
my brain is fried,
my tendons tied,
the sweat in which my brow is soaked,
brothers and sisters poke,
i lash out in a rage,
that stupid mage,
im owned, what can i say?
hey, kane, ur poems are OK!

Aw, thnx ;)

Brothers and sisters poke? 0.o

From: cause
ONCE MORE I WILL BATTLE.


pacing about,
more anger wanting 2 spout,
my brain is fried,
my tendons tied,
the sweat in which my brow is soaked,
brothers and sisters poke,
i lash out in a rage,
that stupid mage,
im owned, what can i say?
hey, kane, ur poems are OK!

Wow, not bad… I didn't know you had it in you. Your mom would be so proud of you ;)

From: cause
ONCE MORE I WILL BATTLE.


pacing about,
more anger wanting 2 spout,
my brain is fried,
my tendons tied,
the sweat in which my brow is soaked,
brothers and sisters poke,
i lash out in a rage,
that stupid mage,
im owned, what can i say?
hey, kane, ur poems are OK!

Very good. :O

my brain is fried,

From: cause
ONCE MORE I WILL BATTLE.


pacing about,
more anger wanting 2 spout,
my brain is fried,
my tendons tied,
the sweat in which my brow is soaked,
brothers and sisters poke,
i lash out in a rage,
that stupid mage,
im owned, what can i say?
hey, kane, ur poems are OK!

From the anger you prove so soon sprout to see,
that anywhere theres a place wanted to be.

Extracting anger, rage and frustation,
Overdosed calls, and cautious relation.

To confront your loss and continue free hearted,
means a dedicated soul, as truthfully started.

Now from which a battle was seen,
concludes a worshiped, rachid, batted truth
upon gleem.

*Grunts* me under-stand *grunt* not understand *grunt*
well, maybe ill open up teh ol dictionary after school and try my hand at "Kane style Poems" (i say after school, cuz im homeschooled and once again missing math :p)

From: XxKanexX
From the anger you prove so soon sprout to see,
that anywhere theres a place wanted to be.

Extracting anger, rage and frustation,
Overdosed calls, and cautious relation.

To confront your loss and continue free hearted,
means a dedicated soul, as truthfully started.

Now from which a battle was seen,
concludes a worshiped, rachid, batted truth
upon gleem.

Wow, that is really good. I don't usually read poetry, let alone judge it, but this is good :cool:

*cough* *cough*

Kane has been beating cause again,
why oh why can't they be friends.

On and on the battles go,
lyrics being thrown to and fro.

Until at last the defeated admits,
that he cannot win - not even a bit.

And so now the battle will end,
through the contest they have found a new friend.

The first mini stanza may or may not ryhme depending on how you pronounce again.
Anyway, that shows how good I am at poetry :p

From: inferno
Kane has been beating cause again,
why oh why can't they be friends.

On and on the battles go,
lyrics being thrown to and fro.

Until at last the defeated admits,
that he cannot win - not even a bit.

And so now the battle will end,
through the contest they have found a new friend.

The first mini stanza may or may not ryhme depending on how you pronounce again.
Anyway, that shows how good I am at poetry :p

If you had read the poems, Cause already said he had been defeated.. Didn't you read my last poem?

Not Even A Bit!?!?!?