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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2014 20:17:28 GMT -6
Roses are red Your trees are red Your violets are red... The grass is red You are red I just lit your garden on fire
~Grumpy Cat
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2014 20:22:29 GMT -6
Everyone hiding under beds Hoping that tomorrow they won't be dead A man comes in with a knife stained red Waiting to be fed
They know there will be death Trying to breath They wish they could have left As they watch people eaten with great distress
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Post by Russetkit on Oct 5, 2014 5:44:06 GMT -6
Whispering whispers like the wind Licking lollipops stained with red Delicious screams up at fortnight Fill the ever-free forest Down til twilight
Sing with high soprano Tricking with sheer delight Time to run little kids It's time to play
[eue came up with this on the dot]
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 5, 2014 5:50:17 GMT -6
The door creaks open and what do you see?
A man standing there before your family of three.
He lifts up his hand with an intent to kill,
Everyone before him just for the thrill.
The first to go was your brother,
A scream soon filled the air like no other.
Your mother was the second to go,
The knife slashing to and fro.
Finally it was your father's turn,
And as the knife cut deeper it started to burn.
However it didn't last for very long,
Since he was now dead and gone.
The man began to grin,
Thinking of how much fun that had been!
Now if only there were a way for this to never end,
Something to make this fun extend.
The sound feet upon the floor,
Caused the man to rush to the door.
And what does he spy standing there?
A little girl with long blonde hair.
A smile crept upon his face,
As your heart began to race.
He swung his knife above his head,
And then in a low voice he said,
"You shouldn't have snooping around,
Because now it is you that will hit the ground!"
The knife struck deep,
And you collapsed in a heap.
The man above laughed his head off,
Then slipped out into the darkness with a small cough.
A few weeks later the man lay in bed,
And after a few minutes he too was dead.
(Happy Halloween! ~)
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Post by Ashkit on Oct 6, 2014 18:28:47 GMT -6
Ashkit Ring-a-ring o' roses, A pocket full of posies, A-tishoo! A-tishoo! Ashes Is Burn We all fall down Ring-a-round the rosie, A pocket full of posies, Ashes! Ashes!
We all fall down A ring, a ring o' roses,
A pocket full o' posies-
Atishoo atishoo we all fall down
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Post by Clove on Oct 7, 2014 16:40:21 GMT -6
You have read the forbidden BookNow you will be cursed to the day you die you filthy CrookNow I can see you don't try to find my glowing red LookNow the floor has begun to shookWuhahah Oh no It seems I have missed place my killing Hook
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Post by Killer on Oct 7, 2014 16:51:39 GMT -6
Why Hello, my fellow foe Why don't you show me where to find the pointy hoe what was that I will give you five seconds to run 5 4 3 2 1 GO! hahahah I have shot you with my Bow yummm I guess I will just have to eat your toe don't challenge me I pray you i power to slay you just don't make me hate you let all go and be forgotten.....unless you really want it to show Here it comes here it comes your final resting place just let be tie you up and we shall go for a row Ohhh you have feelings do you So Now you are nothing but a meager dead Doe
(thank you and sorry for the well.... everything)
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Post by Icepelt on Oct 7, 2014 17:12:09 GMT -6
Death is near Creeping up behind you Crawling through your dreams It's at your door Staring through your windows Looking through your draws It's turned the key Whispering in your ear Drowing you with fear It's walking through the entrance Footprints on the ceiling Claw marks on the floor It's opened your door now Hanging from the walls Clinging to the air
ITS GOT YOU
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Post by Bluepaw on Oct 7, 2014 17:19:46 GMT -6
Sugar is sweet Like the taste of death The knife is sharp For the time has come The house is silent For there is nothing to make a sound The air is cold For the life has faded from it Hush now it only hurts for a second
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Post by Skylight on Oct 7, 2014 17:29:48 GMT -6
You sit down on the chair With your tea and teddy bear When suddenly from behind you feel a poke You sit up with a gasp Your cup slipping out of your grasp As it smashes on the floor you do so too The floor trembles then every thing you see is swallowed with fear My oh my that's the end of you dear.
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Post by Darkstar on Oct 7, 2014 18:14:40 GMT -6
4 days left everyone!
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2014 18:31:11 GMT -6
Listen little kits and I will tell you a story. It is a story of a cat who came and ate all who didn't give her candy bars She destroyed their clans until there where only piles of ashes And when she got furious, she transforms into a dragon and rages though the world This cat, is Darkstar ... Or Drought, but no one ever pays attention to him
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Post by Vengeance on Oct 8, 2014 12:45:05 GMT -6
Small quick breaths You know it is near Climbing up the ceiling It will try to disappear The clock ticks slowly knowing soon it shall stop As it lurks around the corners As it slips along the stairs You curl in your blanket Fear clutching you and every that is near The breaths stop and the foot steps fade Your frightened gaze staring into no where. You are dead
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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2014 19:23:31 GMT -6
There is a small lake You walk more near Than someone pushes you in Fish start to gather around Then you fear your life is at stake You begin to have fear You realize you can't win Your bones sink down never to be found
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Post by Hailsong on Oct 8, 2014 19:48:34 GMT -6
I will make sure I wait for you Unless there is nothing to wait for As I can tell you You will soon be poor I'll let your family pass away Then I'll let you suffer And I won't let you slay A person might pass, your lover? You will suffer the pain of the knife you stab in your chest to be slain And you fall on to the slab of the building behind You see now? I do not wait. I will trick your mind So don't ask me to wait. You will not be dead. You will be sleeping People might throw lead Others might be peeping A few years you will be down 100 at most. So I will pound Whoever asked me to wait at the post Just as you did You silly ol' goose You soon slid From the great moose I let you stay To suffer some more Until May Just so you could suffer s'more For the next year or so Just lie in the dark Just lie low Under the lark, I sat waiting for you.
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