I Need Poems!!!

[ShiftFMX]

Hey Guys, i need a huge favor!

I got this thing due tomorrow, and i have to write 5 different poems, i already wrote 3, but i need 2 more!!! Im totally brain dead at this point. PLEASE HELP!!!

they just gotta be like 10 lines, rhyming or not, it doesnt matter. And no famous stuff, its gotta sound like a junior in HS wrote it!

THANKS! :devil:

[nebjamin]

Ill post 1 in a couple seconds.

[ShiftFMX]

THANK YOU!!

[nebjamin]

well you can change some words and stuff in here but unless your teachers love atv's im sure they wont mind.

Silently they pushed the beast
And thousands came from west and east
Pushing four strokes, all by hand
Their sound unwelcome in the land
From near and far the four strokes came
To end their lives of total shame
None were bought and none were sold
From north and south the four strokes rolled
They used a crane to make a pile
The crane broke, so after a while,
Another came and broke once more
So they went back to that crane store
And got the biggest one in stock
It lifted four strokes, what a shock!
It piled them up like cow manure
And left a crater, that's for sure
When the last four stroke was placed
The crane man said, "Let's torch this waste!"
A fire was started through the pile
And guns were fired a little while
Fighter jets did strafe and bomb
While kamikazes with napalm
Went down face first into the mire
To make the perfect burning fire
Atom bombs and hydrogen
Were used by women, boys and men
To rid the earth of four stroke shame
Like Len just said, "Four strokes are lame!"
The fire burned strong for fourteen days
The only ones to cry were gays
It stunk the place up like a poot
contained within a new space suit
It stunk from Moscow to Cairo to Danville
And when the smoke cleared, there was an anvil
30 miles long and 20 miles high
"My work is done," said crane man with a sigh
"But now, may I ask, what the hell do we do
With this 30 mile pile of pot metal and goo?"
The smell of the pile had the people so ill that
A sign was erected that said "Four Stroke Hill -
We stunk up this place and the people must hate us,
But we put an end to continuous flatus!"
THE DEATH OF A FOUR STROKE

[ShiftFMX]

Sweet, thanks man, Does anyone have ne more!!?

[nebjamin]

My car was at the starting line.
My car's number is number nine.
I wondered if,
When it was time,
They'd all take off,
In a straight line.

When the green flag dropped,
Would they go fast?
Would I be first?
Would I be last?
I wondered whom I could pass.


When the green flag dropped.
The flagger on the stand put out a hand.
I wondered if I'd be on the winner's stand.

[nebjamin]

They called him The Intimidator.
He was number three.
He was the greatest hero to me.
He was fast, he was smart,
He was a nice guy.
But now, I see, we must say goodbye.
For now that he'll never be seen.
That man who was never mean.
And now that he's in the sky.
I must say goodbye.

[ShiftFMX]

You guys are F*IN great, anymore? lol

These poems are sweet btw

[elite ATV1]

Submerged Dreams


I stand alone facing a lake...
Asking myself "why do I make mistakes?"
I didnt mean it to be
Such intentions I never could see
But unwanted situations continiouosly came crawling in
Into my world when I didnt even commit a sin Im just a boy with poor spirit
In a land of norm...I couldnt get in it
Its all over-- the words from this flower
Each minute I witnessed...seems like an hour
I used to hear that I wasnt' good enough or mmature
I remember a man used to say those words before
A curse, is this what it is?
Like the feeling of having a wife that you couldn't even kiss
When you can feel air but you still couldn't breathe
When you see something to lean on but you couldn't get on your feet
Seems its more of a pain, this gift from God
And of course, I cannot go on just to rot

So I stand alone facing a lake...


By,
Nick Trautman

Roses are red, Violet are blue, I'm on spring break, Why aren't you!!:blah: :blah:

party hardy
rock and roll
drink a fifth
smoke a bowl
where the kids and we got class
f*ck with us and we will kick your *****


jesus i kinda wish i was still in high school lol

Jesse

[TGW_400ex]

Originally posted by Dirt Merchant
party hardy
rock and roll
drink a fifth
smoke a bowl
where the kids and we got class
f*ck with us and we will kick your *****


jesus i kinda wish i was still in high school lol

Jesse

beautiful:devil:

[o4250]

Gothic love Gothic hate
gothics like to masterbate,
masterbate and emphasize about death ,
While there making crystal meth
crystal meth may get you high
but you can kiss your life bye bye:o

[TheMachine]

I'll post one when I get home from school.

[MY450R]

the cat in the hat on aging


i cannot see
i cannot pee
i cannot chew
i cannot screw
oh my god what am i to do?
my memory shrinks
my hearing stinks
no sence of smell
i look like hell
my mood is bad---can you tell
my body's drooping
im having trouble pooping
the golden years have come at last
the golden years can kiss my ***

[zephead400ex]

There was a beautiful butterfly,
sailing by
landed on my cheeck,
just a smidgen from my eye,
so I turn to my beautiful friend,
and say, GET THE F*CK OFF ME BUG

There's a little ICP poetic proverb for ya!:D

[DeerNuts]

Originally posted by zephead400ex
There was a beautiful butterfly,
sailing by
landed on my cheeck,
just a smidgen from my eye,
so I turn to my beautiful friend,
and say, GET THE F*CK OFF ME BUG

There's a little ICP poetic proverb for ya!:D

LMAO.
Nice rhyming action too.:p

[DeerNuts]

Tim and me a huntin' went
Met 3 whores in a tent.
They was 3 and we was 2
So I bucked 1 and Tim buck 2.

Im sure your teacher'll like that one;)

(I read this joke once about how this redneck had to make a joke up on the spot about Timbuktu)

[Golden Joker]

The Holeshot



At the gate were many people
About 28 of them
Some wait, some desecrate
Many try to start their atvs
Most of the atvs ugly
Some were metal and plastic art
When the 30 second board guy walks out
Everyone Leans Foward
Everyone Pulls in their clutch
Everyone revs up thier engines
The 30 second board guy flips the board horizontal
Everyone staring at the first turn
Some swearing when their engine goes out needing repair
The gate drops
The amateurs are slow compared to the pros
Everyones tires tear the dirt with a special few pulling away
The guy wearing blue gear crashes and makes everyone else also
But number 28 doesn't
Number 28 gets the holeshot



:( not a very good poem though.

[TheMachine]

Wrote this one for school my junior year.Ok here goes......

Times are hard in life
You ask God every night
If he will help your loved one
Win their deadly fight

Then one day they pass
He barely had time to live
Why is this happening
He had so much more to give

It's hard to understand
So you drop down and you cry
It happened for a reason
But you don't know why

You can't take it anymore
It has to get off your chest
Suprisingly you question God
But you know it was for the best

God wanted him in heaven
It was his time to go
God works in mysterious ways
Ways that no one will ever know

But you go everyday
Wishing it would end
You need to live life to the fullest
Because one day you will meet again


There it is....
:macho

[bluebaron]

Do you like
green eggs and ham?

I do not like them,
Sam-I-am.
I do not like
green eggs and ham.

Would you like them
here or there?

I would not like them
here or there.
I would not like them
anywhere.
I do not like
green eggs and ham.
I do not like them,
Sam-I-am.