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[barrel_bot_z]

THERE IS A STAR IN THE SKY. IT IS A BIG STAR. STAR WHICH IS THAT SMALL STILL IS NO MATCH TO MY BELLE.

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[mercenaryqueen]

Please. Don't give Ace any ideas for poetry.

[barrel_bot_z]

HELLO QUEEN. DO YOU NOT LIKE POETRY.

[mercenaryqueen]

Oh, I enjoy poetry very much. But poetry is an art and it takes a talented artist to write a good poem. Sadly, Ace doesn't qualify as a talented artist.

[barrel_bot_z]

CAN YOU WRITE POETRY.

[mercenaryqueen]

Perhaps.

[barrel_bot_z]

WOULD YOU LIKE TO TRY, MISS QUEEN.

[mercenaryqueen]

Poetry is rather personal and private for me, but here's one for satire's sake:

Ten years down the road,
nine people now the load.
Eight beers for a few one night;
seven in the morning, they don't feel right.
Six thousand potch lost in a bet,
five smacks on Ass' head.
Four roses found on a pillow,
three badly written, sappy love notes.
Two nights in a row have the neighbors been ... "busy",
one more night of it and I swear I'll go crazy.

[barrel_bot_z]

WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN.

[mercenaryqueen]

I got lazy there in the end. It was those eight beers, I swear. But I'll leave that up to everyone to guess what it means. It's more fun that way.

[barrel_bot_z]

I THINK IT SAYS BELLE IS BEAUTIFUL AND IS THE ONLY GIRL FOR ME.

[gadget_master_z]

I know we took a rest, but it doesn't mean you can write all sorts of strange things to people, Gadget Z!

[barrel_bot_z]

ONE WHO WE DO ENJOY WHICH IS THE BEGINNING OF THE KIND ENDING
BLUE

[gadget_master_z]

Augh! Your speech can't be broken again!

[barrel_bot_z]

IT IS POETRY, BELLE.

[mercenaryqueen]

Uh, not really, but if that's what you want it to say, go with it ...

[barrel_bot_z]

THEN WHAT DOES IT SAY. I MUST UNDERSTAND POETRY TO ITS FULL EXTENT OF MEANING.