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~ Poets of the Hive ~

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Hello group.

Hope this group won't be filled with poop.

I don't want to blend.

Your little friend.
 
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Welcome my people,

From across the world,
we have joined under one flag tonight,
we shall strike poetry and rhymes with power and might.

But let's not get bold,
our group has peoms to make,
So keep it poetry-ish for goodness sake.
 
Level 19
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While walking in the park one day,
I saw a sculpture in my way.
It stood alone, so tall and proud,
The top of the statue next to a cloud.
I sat on a bench and stared a while.
The outdoor sculpture made me smile.
The weather tried to make it old.
But it was just too strong and bold.
As I walked away from the 3-D art,
Sculpture had a special place in my heart.
 

Ash

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The most beautiful words in the English Language,
What could they be, what could they be?
The sun shines in your eyes,
The moon rises above your sea?

Well, speak for yourself,
and for your health,
for,
to me,
they be:

Cash Enclosed.
 

Ash

Ash

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Poetry that is not my friend
I really don't wish to offend
But things don't always have to rhyme
You see
Your poems just sound silly.

A way to rectify this, I tell
Try writing free verse
Dear fell
oh your poetry means nothing
as it stands
it wouldn't make me do a dance
nor would it make me want to sing
to cry to laugh to have a drink

You've got to write about something
don't you see?
Poetry isn't nonsentrical
idiocies

A meaning
poems always have
even the daft ones
have cause to laugh
to cry to sigh
to neigh glimpse of hope, justice or truth
to perfect worlds, just and true.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Vola.
 
Level 13
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Muhahaha you've fallen in my trap
Now you will have to read my newest rap


Verse 1:
Young one you should prepare
This life is hard so please beware
No matter how many challenges you will face
Accept your fate , do not forfeit
I know this world is filled with hate
But all that we can do is wait
Enter new world we're trying to create
You must know , it's never too late

Chorus:
Never give up ,
Always rebel ,
If they say "shut up" ,
Send them to hell
Never forget
None of my teachings
I am the StasMaN
On your souls I am eating

Verse 2:
For my own life I am fighting
When I'm free these rhymes I'm writin
When I strike I aim for the heart
If I fail I use poison dart
I'm always sending my foes to hell
About my greatness stories they tell
So prepare and if you dare
Fight with me and don't get scared

Chorus:
Never give up ,
Always rebel ,
If they say "shut up" ,
Send them to hell
Never forget
None of my teachings
I am the StasMaN
On your souls I am eating

Verse 3:
Battlin , is what I does
And I do it all b'cuz
I don't like ya , you dun like me
So allow me to set your soul free
We can fight in every way
I don't wear no tights , it's gay
So the point of this rhymes is you should go to hell
That's the end of my tell, so long and farewell


Chorus:
Never give up ,
Always rebel ,
If they say "shut up" ,
Send them to hell
Never forget
None of my teachings
I am the StasMaN
On your souls I am eating
 
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There exists cold dark world from the outside of my room.
A cold dark world that's rapidly sinking to its doom.
It's filled with evil people that will pierce you with their eyes,
Dragging down the ones that aren't reaching their demise.
There is no god, just pain and death spread throughout everywhere,
And there's nothing you can do except cry out and despair.
So sit in your room, upon your bed and struggle helplessly,
And maybe write a couple lines of emo poetry.
 
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