Quatrain Corner

[Turtle]

Pipes of Pan,

hollow reeds,

joined in congress,

ubiquitously harmonizing enchantment.

[Drip Curl Magic]

oh, no, enchant my chant, you will not

Survice me in ways that you must

but will not

Stop to re-prisum the freshly dewed leaf green

[Queso]

come you find me

sailing some kind wooden groan

variable waveforms and

spellbound goosesteps haunt

[Drip Curl Magic]

halo stray

hey, shant a rant of bitter

Slit the ripple strut tuck

And with a bit of luck....:cup:

[Queso]

Why

Wont

You

Listen

[Drip Curl Magic]

be-

cause

I

choose

[Drip Curl Magic]

macroconciously hovering

under this bridge of jet train

Just being and seeing

Who's next to come

[Drip Curl Magic]

I

Like

Four

Lines

[Loricybin]

alas, i speak, lounge.

resound these sounds,

for i have found

writings all around

 

and trans-dimensional beings

are superhumanly strong-

apes, not monkeys;

make no mistake

 

its not hard to take,

like sweets from infants

the thriving goat

jumps their moat

 

barriers none,

for i have won,

against the powers

of wise and polite? (how not right!)

 

i love this new home

of thinkers alike

yet different, we rome.

this place have i found !?

 

 

:cup:

[Loricybin]

and with mission accomplished,

quatraining with thee,

we fade into slumber:

family and me

[Tarantism]

what a notice!

tree! root!

bird overhead!

beautiful.

[Loricybin]

there once was a boy with a mouse

and he lived in a cardboard house

and every day

the rodent would play

with a match named Sterny McFlouse

 

sorry i felt a lymmeric coming and just couldnt stop

[Queso]

waking late

ive found

clenched fists

for later

[Queso]

stop trying

to build a river

when the nile flows

you know it does

[Queso]

ive never seen the nile

but i pretend to

while i stare at a shriveled penis

alongside fun tile

[Drip Curl Magic]

I have one thing on my mind

At this point in time

Why is it that my sack of potatoes

is never as good as mr barbato's

[Drip Curl Magic]

And as I squiggle these doodly lines

On this virtual paper

I know

That none of it matters