Any poets/writers among us?
Late Lament: 1967
Breathe deep the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day's useless energy spent.
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none.
New mother picks up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens wish they were young.
Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white.
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion?
Breathe deep the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day's useless energy spent.
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none.
New mother picks up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens wish they were young.
Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white.
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion?
Last edited by DewserB; Mar 25, 2012 at 01:22 PM. Reason: Because I didn't have enough sense to google it first.
Late Lament: 1967
Breathe deep the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day's useless energy spent.
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none.
New mother picks up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens wish they were young.
Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white.
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion?
Breathe deep the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day's useless energy spent.
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none.
New mother picks up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens wish they were young.
Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white.
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion?
Sorry guys, -Continue.
Jeeezzz it is ----- http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/moody...atelament.html

Wow, piratesignal...just...wow.
You'll walk the plank fer this!

Honestly, that's just wrong, fella. May every flea in Florida nest in your anus.
Good news is I'm a Moody Blues fan now!
Yes, Moody Blues are just brilliant.
VERY GAY indeed... don't ever quit your day jobs.
2 farm girls Nelly and Venus
after man stays there at the farm he gets a letter from father farmer saying
Was it you who did the pushing and left white spots on the cushion and your feet prints on the dashboard upside down but ever since you met my Nelly shes had trouble with her belly so don't you think you should come around ...
Man responds and says yes it was me that did the pushin left the white spots on the cushion and my feet prints on your dashboard upside down but ever since i met you venus i had trouble with my ***** so don't you think its 50 50 all around/...
2 farm girls Nelly and Venus
after man stays there at the farm he gets a letter from father farmer saying
Was it you who did the pushing and left white spots on the cushion and your feet prints on the dashboard upside down but ever since you met my Nelly shes had trouble with her belly so don't you think you should come around ...
Man responds and says yes it was me that did the pushin left the white spots on the cushion and my feet prints on your dashboard upside down but ever since i met you venus i had trouble with my ***** so don't you think its 50 50 all around/...
Jeeezzz it is ----- http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/moody...atelament.html
That's what popped into my head after reading the first line. Just that line, the rest never made it to storage. Pirate was just reflecting on a good one. Not even going to say what else that tune reminds me of, or why it does. Not here anyway lol.
VERY GAY indeed... don't ever quit your day jobs.
2 farm girls Nelly and Venus
after man stays there at the farm he gets a letter from father farmer saying
Was it you who did the pushing and left white spots on the cushion and your feet prints on the dashboard upside down but ever since you met my Nelly shes had trouble with her belly so don't you think you should come around ...
Man responds and says yes it was me that did the pushin left the white spots on the cushion and my feet prints on your dashboard upside down but ever since i met you venus i had trouble with my ***** so don't you think its 50 50 all around/...
2 farm girls Nelly and Venus
after man stays there at the farm he gets a letter from father farmer saying
Was it you who did the pushing and left white spots on the cushion and your feet prints on the dashboard upside down but ever since you met my Nelly shes had trouble with her belly so don't you think you should come around ...
Man responds and says yes it was me that did the pushin left the white spots on the cushion and my feet prints on your dashboard upside down but ever since i met you venus i had trouble with my ***** so don't you think its 50 50 all around/...

There's good ol' Bucky!
Good one! I knew hed contribute sooner or later.How ya been feeling, bud? Been thinkin' 'bout y'all!
Here's one, guys. It's rough, as I feel emotional/introspective tonight. I'll polish it up later, but the rough draft...
Beautiful Distraction
To me, it felt real;
The emotions we passed.
Now, I see things for their true weight.
The nights of passionate verbiage,
The days of holding and squeezing
You...
You were biding your time.
Waiting to rebuild your family.
Not leading me on,
As much as letting me hang myself
With my own rope.
You knew the endgame
And the pain it would cause...
Yet you selfishly played me.
You let me be your beautiful distraction.
Heath P. Lail
4/28/12
Beautiful Distraction
To me, it felt real;
The emotions we passed.
Now, I see things for their true weight.
The nights of passionate verbiage,
The days of holding and squeezing
You...
You were biding your time.
Waiting to rebuild your family.
Not leading me on,
As much as letting me hang myself
With my own rope.
You knew the endgame
And the pain it would cause...
Yet you selfishly played me.
You let me be your beautiful distraction.
Heath P. Lail
4/28/12
The Brewskabobinator
The Brewskabobinator
All you NooB dudes perusing this forum
Had better learn quickly the proper decorum
For addressing some members with special needs
Senior and brilliant but restrictive in creed
A Cracker named 'Brew sits on his stool
Polishing everything within reach of his tools
A deeper parts bin would be hard to manage
An encyclopedic knowledge resides in his cabbage
The most sensitive feller on this site
And like glc must always be right
If challenged he quickly descends into funk
Which to most folks resembles a drunk
His foil and anchor it's so plain to see
Is a Very fine feller named ol' DewserB
As gifted a Gentleman as yer likely to find
He revels in ***-kicking ol' Brewskie's behind
Give 'Brew a problem, a dog with a bone
He'll worry that thang, won't leave it alone
While talking to himself he devises a plan
You'd better agree, or take body slams
Yet some things simply do not make much sense
This fixation on Volant, and Amsoil f'rinstance
Despite contrary factual evidence available
To fiction and folly he clings, inflexible
Despite foibles and quirks we must give thanks
We have 'Brew, Steve, Big D and Code in our ranks
This site's strengths are it's Members, not Admin nor IB
We Must ALL thank our Sponsors for keeping it free.

MGD
*Used with written permission of MGDfan. Any reproduction of this media without the express, written consent of MGDfan is strictly prohibited.*
All you NooB dudes perusing this forum
Had better learn quickly the proper decorum
For addressing some members with special needs
Senior and brilliant but restrictive in creed
A Cracker named 'Brew sits on his stool
Polishing everything within reach of his tools
A deeper parts bin would be hard to manage
An encyclopedic knowledge resides in his cabbage
The most sensitive feller on this site
And like glc must always be right
If challenged he quickly descends into funk
Which to most folks resembles a drunk
His foil and anchor it's so plain to see
Is a Very fine feller named ol' DewserB
As gifted a Gentleman as yer likely to find
He revels in ***-kicking ol' Brewskie's behind
Give 'Brew a problem, a dog with a bone
He'll worry that thang, won't leave it alone
While talking to himself he devises a plan
You'd better agree, or take body slams
Yet some things simply do not make much sense
This fixation on Volant, and Amsoil f'rinstance
Despite contrary factual evidence available
To fiction and folly he clings, inflexible
Despite foibles and quirks we must give thanks
We have 'Brew, Steve, Big D and Code in our ranks
This site's strengths are it's Members, not Admin nor IB
We Must ALL thank our Sponsors for keeping it free.

MGD
*Used with written permission of MGDfan. Any reproduction of this media without the express, written consent of MGDfan is strictly prohibited.*
Last edited by MGDfan; May 4, 2012 at 04:27 PM. Reason: Copyright, aight!
Here's one, guys. It's rough, as I feel emotional/introspective tonight. I'll polish it up later, but the rough draft...
Beautiful Distraction
To me, it felt real;
The emotions we passed.
Now, I see things for their true weight.
The nights of passionate verbiage,
The days of holding and squeezing
You...
You were biding your time.
Waiting to rebuild your family.
Not leading me on,
As much as letting me hang myself
With my own rope.
You knew the endgame
And the pain it would cause...
Yet you selfishly played me.
You let me be your beautiful distraction.
Heath P. Lail
4/28/12
Beautiful Distraction
To me, it felt real;
The emotions we passed.
Now, I see things for their true weight.
The nights of passionate verbiage,
The days of holding and squeezing
You...
You were biding your time.
Waiting to rebuild your family.
Not leading me on,
As much as letting me hang myself
With my own rope.
You knew the endgame
And the pain it would cause...
Yet you selfishly played me.
You let me be your beautiful distraction.
Heath P. Lail
4/28/12
The Brewskabobinator
All you NooB dudes perusing this forum
Had better learn quickly the proper decorum
For addressing some members with special needs
Senior and brilliant but restrictive in creed
A Cracker named 'Brew sits on his stool
Polishing everything within reach of his tools
A deeper parts bin would be hard to manage
An encyclopedic knowledge resides in his cabbage
The most sensitive feller on this site
And like glc must always be right
If challenged he quickly descends into funk
Which to most folks resembles a drunk
His foil and anchor it's so plain to see
Is a Very fine feller named ol' DewserB
As gifted a Gentleman as yer likely to find
He revels in ***-kicking ol' Brewskie's behind
Give 'Brew a problem, a dog with a bone
He'll worry that thang, won't leave it alone
While talking to himself he devises a plan
You'd better agree, or take body slams
Yet some things simply do not make much sense
This fixation on Volant, and Amsoil f'rinstance
Despite contrary factual evidence available
To fiction and folly he clings, inflexible
Despite foibles and quirks we must give thanks
We have 'Brew, Steve, Big D and Code in our ranks
This site's strengths are it's Members, not Admin nor IB
We Must ALL thank our Sponsors for keeping it free.

MGD
*Used with written permission of MGDfan. Any reproduction of this media without the express, written consent of MGDfan is strictly prohibited.*
All you NooB dudes perusing this forum
Had better learn quickly the proper decorum
For addressing some members with special needs
Senior and brilliant but restrictive in creed
A Cracker named 'Brew sits on his stool
Polishing everything within reach of his tools
A deeper parts bin would be hard to manage
An encyclopedic knowledge resides in his cabbage
The most sensitive feller on this site
And like glc must always be right
If challenged he quickly descends into funk
Which to most folks resembles a drunk
His foil and anchor it's so plain to see
Is a Very fine feller named ol' DewserB
As gifted a Gentleman as yer likely to find
He revels in ***-kicking ol' Brewskie's behind
Give 'Brew a problem, a dog with a bone
He'll worry that thang, won't leave it alone
While talking to himself he devises a plan
You'd better agree, or take body slams
Yet some things simply do not make much sense
This fixation on Volant, and Amsoil f'rinstance
Despite contrary factual evidence available
To fiction and folly he clings, inflexible
Despite foibles and quirks we must give thanks
We have 'Brew, Steve, Big D and Code in our ranks
This site's strengths are it's Members, not Admin nor IB
We Must ALL thank our Sponsors for keeping it free.

MGD
*Used with written permission of MGDfan. Any reproduction of this media without the express, written consent of MGDfan is strictly prohibited.*

Pure genius!
I have no idea how ya do it! I know not a more observant, fluent, and witty feller.





