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[Zrk2]

I am terrible at poems,
They make everyone gro-an,
That line didn't rhyme,
And I can't write songs either.
Shit. Something something neither.

[javierpwn]

This person above me trying to spit out some sick rhymes,
But it seems like he ain't got the time!
Keeping this fresh and frankly pretty cool.
I'm not conceited, but I think I RULE!

[Fniff]

Oh, I beg to differ
Who do you think made the thread? Sniffer?
Nah man it was all me
not you or he
So pay some respect
or you're going to get wrecked!

[javierpwn]

That is the game master,
Just wishing he had a laser blaster.
To blow out my brains across the floor,
But too late; I'm heading out the door!

[Fniff]

Don't worry I planned out your cowardice
In the doorway I made a trap that drops a block of ice
on your head so you're squashed
but when the ice melts you'll be washed
try the window next time
oh wait, I planted a pipe bomb there filled with dimes!

[javierpwn]

Too bad I can rewind the time,
So I can avoid both your door and dimes.
Keeping my eyebrow in a deep furrow,
I just decided I must have to burrow.
Sprouting claws out from both my hands and feet,
But I can already see that you are white as a sheet.

[Fniff]

I'm a white as a ghost
cos I teleported the fuck out of there, I plan the most
I'm a thousand miles away as you slash at a hologram
too stupid to tell it's not real, it doesn't even weigh a gram
then I bring out the machine guns and bring on the hate,
check mate.

[javierpwn]

Your puny little guns seem to have no effect,
As I tunnel away, with no regrets.
I appear out from under you after traveling great lengths.
Then I charge using all my strengths.
Tearing apart those machine guns,
Yep, you'd better run.

[Fniff]

Sliced into pieces I am,
Fall to the ground like Sam
or a scared 14-year-old in WWI.
I die slowly from bleeding out.
Guess you won, I shout.
Then I'm gone.
And thus ends my part in the song.

[javierpwn]

I should say I've Won,Oh yes,
But this isn't over, If I had to guess.
For could there be a new challenger to approach?
Never mind that, I shall squish them like a roach!

[Xantalos]

This appears
To have turned into
A rap battle thread

[borno]

Damn straight man, that is true!
Spittin' out sick rhymes is everyone but you!
Get yo' head out of your ass and learn to rhyme,
'for with your next failure I won't even give you the time!

[Il Palazzo]

Dreary the day what visits one with scorn
But twice sour the curse bestowed by lime.
The first to spew out bile, to throw a stone
Ought to be pilloried, so vile's his crime.

You knaves assail the thread's noble purpose thus
Not merely abrasive - lazy is your misconduct.
Little brawn in random line to make you crass
The freeform verse from sting oft will deduct.

"Old Coot, Pretentious snob! How dare he shout!
Need I add gilding when naught feels amiss?"
Redundant thou thinkst; Can do well without.
But Bill who shook the spear was right in this:

Superior form doth shine through from within.
Iambic pentameter - for the win.

[Fniff]

I suppose he has
point. Perhaps we could
do haiku instead?

[borno]

Haiku's great, come on!
Alright let's get started now!
Out of room already.