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2nd Attempt Rhyming Contest
Jan 14, 2007 16:22
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weather_vane
January 15 2007, 00:45:19 UTC
Why the stuck-up filler
When I'd say it is for sure
The one whose poetry is killer
Will only show you the door?
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thismustbematty
January 15 2007, 04:20:33 UTC
If you care to try
To test your rhymes
Please make some sense
To support your defense
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weather_vane
January 15 2007, 04:41:23 UTC
The King of Rhymes is not a King
Au contraire, it is a Queen
For nobody but this rhyming
Vane of just fifteen
Can be the Rhyming King.
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thismustbematty
January 15 2007, 07:43:07 UTC
Your style needs work,
Don't trip over your words
The sentences are murk
Fit to feed to the birds
Try something more quaint
Like a rhyming pattern
Rhyme words like a saint
And you'd need not concern
The title would be won
There could be no doubt
For the King or Queen'd have fun
While pushing their competition out
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_theo_nott_
January 17 2007, 04:21:37 UTC
I'm shamed to find myself so late
and hope you'll grant me leave-
you'll find my efforts worth the wait
with words, a rhyme I'll weave.
To celebrate our gracious King
for granting us this chance
to give our thoughts a place to sing
our words, a space to dance
He's proven time and time again
to hold a mighty reign
With melody and poet's pen
his competition's slain
And by his side, I humbly sit
to honor and defend.
Come one, come all, and try your wit,
It's here you'll meet your end.
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*~*Point Count*~*
who_is_kyle
January 27 2007, 06:08:46 UTC
1 to Ravenclaw
1 to Slytherin
1 to Gryffindor
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Comments 6
When I'd say it is for sure
The one whose poetry is killer
Will only show you the door?
Reply
To test your rhymes
Please make some sense
To support your defense
Reply
Au contraire, it is a Queen
For nobody but this rhyming
Vane of just fifteen
Can be the Rhyming King.
Reply
Don't trip over your words
The sentences are murk
Fit to feed to the birds
Try something more quaint
Like a rhyming pattern
Rhyme words like a saint
And you'd need not concern
The title would be won
There could be no doubt
For the King or Queen'd have fun
While pushing their competition out
Reply
and hope you'll grant me leave-
you'll find my efforts worth the wait
with words, a rhyme I'll weave.
To celebrate our gracious King
for granting us this chance
to give our thoughts a place to sing
our words, a space to dance
He's proven time and time again
to hold a mighty reign
With melody and poet's pen
his competition's slain
And by his side, I humbly sit
to honor and defend.
Come one, come all, and try your wit,
It's here you'll meet your end.
Reply
1 to Slytherin
1 to Gryffindor
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