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Here's a bunch of words, random, seemingly Cobbled together to form some halfassed poetry It isn't quite The Ilyad, not exactly perfect prose But what on earth will please you, God only knows I've...
By Miscellaneous Good Evening, Fellow Opians or Opussians. Welcome to A CHANCE TO FINALLY TALK ABOUT YOURSELF WITHOUT FEELING RUDE!!. Part III.
Help quick!. Yesterday's acrostic I Posted was on Hypocrites. Only a few entries I've Counted so far... Ready and waiting Is where we are.
Please don't read this poem. It's only meant for me. Just move along now. There's nothing here to see. Besides, I bet you'd rather, Not go out of your way.
This was originally written five month ago, but reposted today because... why not, given the circumstances. Just call me psychic. ;) Please repost my Opuss 'Cause I am insecure at best.
Well, this is it. The big 3-0-0 I've been here for three centuries (worth of Opusses, anyway). So I would like to make a little speech.
Some of you fine people have kindly read some of my last few Opuss', Opusses, Opusi... Opi?... I don't know the plural.
Sometimes I make a lot of sence and sometimes I really don't. Alot of you will try to work me out, some will but most of you wont. I am hard to understand at first my myteries are unclear at the...
Add a title, I surely will not, It is far to hot out, And I'm a bit confused, Am I eating a biscuit, Or somebody's shoe, Add I title, I will not, The fire is on, Wait no it's not, Add a tittle, I...
In my poems entitled 'bikini vets' I was in no way implying that vets are evil owl killing perverts intent on world domination. In No way is that true.
I bought a book of poetry,. To fill Opussia's gap, solely,. I read it cover to cover,. About parrots, bananas and lovers,. But it all lacked a certain zest,. I just must conclude that Opuss is best,.
I walk out across the sand, Waiting for you to take my hand, Listening to the sounds of love's true spear, When in fact it's only over hear.
I'm not Steven Moffat, Although folk have told me otherwise. 'Folk' is not a word Steven Moffat would use. Not least in the context of a poem about himself.
I'm a superhero. And I've got superpowers. I've got x-ray vision. I can stare at girls for hours. I can fly around the world. I can go real fast. I can travel to the future. I can go back to the past.
1. You're reading this right now. 2. You are realising this is a stupid fact. 4. You didn't notice I skipped three. 5. You're checking now. 6. You're smiling. 7.
To all my lovely Opuss friends,. A big thanks this grateful writer sends;. 100 posts,. Ranking 8,. (But that's been up and down of late.). So thank you all,. For looking in;. I'll try to make you.
( with apologies to Mr.
1.your reading this right now 2.You're realising this is a stupid fact 4.You didn't notice I skipped 3 5.You're checking now 6.