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ode to the seaman's son...
- Thread starter zhihau
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the port is no longer a safe haven
that's the word around the tavern
for the comments in the small space given
hate and disgust were expressed and written
i dread to see the scorn and the scoff
the contempt and the loath
ungrateful to my achievements
history will be my true testament
i see people turning against the flow
inciting ridicule and burning the pole
i will close my eyes in peaceful sleep
good luck to all the condemned creep
the contempt and the loath
ungrateful to my achievements
history will be my true testament
i see people turning against the flow
inciting ridicule and burning the pole
i will close my eyes in peaceful sleep
good luck to all the condemned creep
From atop the crow's nest a toothless old salt held tight.
At the sight of the land mass that appeared in the stormy night.
Filled with people with whom they thought they have to fight.
But to cast anchor there the captain must despite their plight.
And from the bridge, what he saw and heard was sheer delight.
Those on the yonder shores were a too good a sight.
Yelling and jostling they showed their might that stormy night.
At wanting a change of leaders on their land that was their right.
The old salt on the crow's nest breathed with respite.
For they heard them cry, "Change, Change, Change" before the break of light.
At the sight of the land mass that appeared in the stormy night.
Filled with people with whom they thought they have to fight.
But to cast anchor there the captain must despite their plight.
And from the bridge, what he saw and heard was sheer delight.
Those on the yonder shores were a too good a sight.
Yelling and jostling they showed their might that stormy night.
At wanting a change of leaders on their land that was their right.
The old salt on the crow's nest breathed with respite.
For they heard them cry, "Change, Change, Change" before the break of light.
kopisai, don't disgrace yourself. You should post in the jokes thread ..... you are the joke :oIo:
my dear Crane is here
his vulgarities are just too clear
cursing others like a toad
tragedies hit him on the road
Hit your mother cheebye lah :oIo:
a show of gratitude for my dear brother
my love for words merely made me ponder
composing silly rhymes with my idle banter
it pales in comparison when next to the other
I concur. Much as I wanted to add to this thread, I felt I could not match the magic of zhihau and decide to refrain
a pathetic reply is what he did
nothng but toads rushed from his prick
his head but filled with shit
he is the forum's worst fuckstick
the magic does not come from one but made possible by all
this thread comes only alive when everyone heeds the call
let us all unite, be solid as one as we stand proud and tall
the sammyboy spirit shall prevail, it's written on the wall
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