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Post by trigger_hippy on Jul 24, 2002 9:30:40 GMT -5
right, everyone has to add one line to this (futute) huge poem! and it HAS to rhyme, and it can be as pointless and you want!
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Post by trigger_hippy on Jul 24, 2002 9:31:24 GMT -5
ok i'll start......
across the city rose the big blood-red sun...
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Post by Nicôle on Jul 24, 2002 14:48:58 GMT -5
As a tiny ant named Bob, entered the local Fun-Run.
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Post by Lauren on Jul 24, 2002 18:35:10 GMT -5
He had to run through candy floss,
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Post by trigger_hippy on Jul 24, 2002 18:59:01 GMT -5
for his big fat nasty bastard boss
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Post by Nicôle on Jul 25, 2002 5:31:28 GMT -5
His boss was over 6 inches tall,
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Post by Lauren on Jul 25, 2002 18:43:19 GMT -5
Very large to an ant who is small
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Post by Nicôle on Jul 26, 2002 10:47:36 GMT -5
The Fun Run lasted 23 days,
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Post by trigger_hippy on Jul 26, 2002 13:57:08 GMT -5
until it got closed-down by the evil Stingrays
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Post by Nicôle on Jul 26, 2002 14:05:32 GMT -5
Bob and his friends strted a war,
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Post by Lauren on Jul 28, 2002 7:57:32 GMT -5
They just couldn't take evil 'Rays anymore.
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Post by Nicôle on Jul 28, 2002 8:02:35 GMT -5
Using their newly invented lazer-gun,
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Post by Lauren on Jul 28, 2002 17:59:45 GMT -5
They blew those baddies into the sun
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Post by trigger_hippy on Jul 29, 2002 13:10:50 GMT -5
while the 'Rays were gone they stole their beer
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Post by Lauren on Jul 29, 2002 17:20:15 GMT -5
And rode away on their reindeer.
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