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^^^^^ What is little Lóg made óf? What is little Lóg made óf? What is little Lóg made óf? Inadequate And lack óf a wit That's what little Lóg's made óf. What is little Thee made óf? What is little Thee made óf? Subpar and dreck A pain in the neck That's what little Thee's made óf. What is little I made óf? What is little I made óf? Mediócre Ón-line próvóker That's what is little I's made óf. What is Carvó's art made óf? What is Carvó's art made óf? Mónótónes Óf egó, full blówn That's what Carvó's art's made óf. *CrE aka Trollminator (with apologies to Little Boys and Little Girls)*

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Feb 5, 2015

Feb 5, 2015 at 9:47 AM UTC

Artiste-ick Nursery Rhymes abóut Thee Póetically Challenged #13

^^^^^ What is little Lóg made óf? What is little Lóg made óf? What is little Lóg made óf? Inadequate And lack óf a wit That's what little Lóg's made óf. What is little Thee made óf? What is little Thee made óf? Subpar and dreck A pain in the neck That's what little Thee's made óf. What is little I made óf? What is little I made óf? Mediócre Ón-line próvóker That's what is little I's made óf. What is Carvó's art made óf? What is Carvó's art made óf? Mónótónes Óf egó, full blówn That's what Carvó's art's made óf. *CrE aka Trollminator (with apologies to Little Boys and Little Girls)*

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^^^^^ Simple Carvó Simple Carvó met a Larvó near nórth Bedlam square. Says Simple Carvó tó the Larvó Inspire me if yóu dare! Says the Larvó tó Simple Carvó I ónly deal in dreck. Says Simple Carvó tó the Larvó "I's" dung, só what the heck! *CrE aka Trollminator (with apologies to Simple Simon)*

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Feb 4, 2015

Feb 4, 2015 at 11:17 AM UTC

Artiste-ick Nursery Rhymes abóut Thee Póetically Challenged #12

^^^^^ Simple Carvó Simple Carvó met a Larvó near nórth Bedlam square. Says Simple Carvó tó the Larvó Inspire me if yóu dare! Says the Larvó tó Simple Carvó I ónly deal in dreck. Says Simple Carvó tó the Larvó "I's" dung, só what the heck! *CrE aka Trollminator (with apologies to Simple Simon)*

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^^^^^ Little Lóg Carvó Little Lóg Carvó crept like a larvó trailing Thee's egó in dreck. And nót lóng thereafter the muck óózed with laughter… yes, leaving Lóg Carvó a wreck! *CrE aka Trollminator (with apologies to Miss Muffet and the Spider)*

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Feb 3, 2015

Feb 3, 2015 at 10:41 AM UTC

Artiste-ick Nursery Rhymes abóut Thee Póetically Challenged #11

^^^^^ Little Lóg Carvó Little Lóg Carvó crept like a larvó trailing Thee's egó in dreck. And nót lóng thereafter the muck óózed with laughter… yes, leaving Lóg Carvó a wreck! *CrE aka Trollminator (with apologies to Miss Muffet and the Spider)*

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How To Know How to Crów I only know… how to crów… and for that matter how snot to blów... to flush Thee's I lids, filled with sóót… and trample others underfoot… and swizzle Lóg's inadequate mediocrity in beer… and discontent so insincere… to bake a subpar leaking **** insult… of the egómania egó cult… as self-serving accolade… and act the quade, though never laid… and dig a swirling dreck cascade… as Carvó's paintings quickly die and fade… within Thee's stinking I parade… for three art and two art and one art for zero art... We (I and Thee) can only obsess to tear HP apart. *Original ('How To Know Not To Know') by: Thee Artiste aka Logbrain Crappó Reworked by: CrE aka Trollminator*

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Feb 2, 2015

Feb 2, 2015 at 9:02 AM UTC

Thee Reconstruction of Logbrain #10

How To Know How to Crów I only know… how to crów… and for that matter how snot to blów... to flush Thee's I lids, filled with sóót… and trample others underfoot… and swizzle Lóg's inadequate mediocrity in beer… and discontent so insincere… to bake a subpar leaking **** insult… of the egómania egó cult… as self-serving accolade… and act the quade, though never laid… and dig a swirling dreck cascade… as Carvó's paintings quickly die and fade… within Thee's stinking I parade… for three art and two art and one art for zero art... We (I and Thee) can only obsess to tear HP apart. *Original ('How To Know Not To Know') by: Thee Artiste aka Logbrain Crappó Reworked by: CrE aka Trollminator*

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^^^^^ Sizzle Sizzle Dumb-pling Sizzle sizzle dumb-pling, Lóg, lóng góne, zapped his head with electródes ón. Skull half fried made brain bóuillón Sizzle sizzle dumb-pling, Lóg, lóng góne! *CrE aka Trollminator (with apologies to John and the Dumpling)*

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Jan 31, 2015

Jan 31, 2015 at 4:24 PM UTC

Artiste-ick Nursery Rhymes abóut Thee Póetically Challenged #10

^^^^^ Sizzle Sizzle Dumb-pling Sizzle sizzle dumb-pling, Lóg, lóng góne, zapped his head with electródes ón. Skull half fried made brain bóuillón Sizzle sizzle dumb-pling, Lóg, lóng góne! *CrE aka Trollminator (with apologies to John and the Dumpling)*

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^^^^^ Bah, Bah Crappó Bah, bah Crappó Have yóu any gruel? "Yes sir, yes sir. Dreck and stóól. Sóme fróm Thee master And sóme fróm Lógbrain But meds fróm the men in white Whó knów "I's" insane." *CrE aka Trollminator (with apologies to the Black Sheep)*

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Jan 29, 2015

Jan 29, 2015 at 3:17 PM UTC

Artiste-ick Nursery Rhymes abóut Thee Póetically Challenged #9

^^^^^ Bah, Bah Crappó Bah, bah Crappó Have yóu any gruel? "Yes sir, yes sir. Dreck and stóól. Sóme fróm Thee master And sóme fróm Lógbrain But meds fróm the men in white Whó knów "I's" insane." *CrE aka Trollminator (with apologies to the Black Sheep)*

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Thee Artiste Carvó's "The Odor of Logbrain Crappó" Lógbrain yóur **** is oh so ASSinine... It is of course malign... Yóu are the cón artist of the moronic chimERA... Yóu are of course a resigned, all inferiór, cón artist that becraps the mind, body and soul, as well as the very nether realms... óh óh óh.... Lógbrain yóu are lonely while taking care of yóur flock in the fields... óh óh óh... Yóu ascend the flock... ascending and mounting the sheep, one by one Yóu are on top... on top from behind... yes, óh Yes, Óh YEs, ÓH YES, YES, YESSS... Óh soiinf osiujh8adabyghueyhiu rnolkm Touching the heart... Touching the soul... Touching the woolly pudenda… and thus issueth the "I"s, the "óh"s and the ewes from the egómaniacal shepherd , Crappó, the manna of the banana I-gód <> the delusion of illusions and confusions of a sick putrid sub-mind... **** that only yóu and the sheep yóu have so deeply touched can feel it in the end... óh óh óh Óh Lógbrain Crappó, óh please óh please óh please crap some more fine **** for yóur lessers, if any there be... with yet another one of yóur masterPIECES in the fields of ewe. Yes, Crappó, BÓTTÓM feeder, yóu and yóur fine **** are a pain in the *** to all... This fine piece goes out to the greatest cón artist alive. *Original ('An Ode To Loghain Carvó') by: Thee Artist aka Logbrain Crappó Reworked by: CrE aka Trollminator*

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Jan 27, 2015

Jan 27, 2015 at 4:03 AM UTC

Thee Reconstruction of Logbrain #9

Thee Artiste Carvó's "The Odor of Logbrain Crappó" Lógbrain yóur **** is oh so ASSinine... It is of course malign... Yóu are the cón artist of the moronic chimERA... Yóu are of course a resigned, all inferiór, cón artist that becraps the mind, body and soul, as well as the very nether realms... óh óh óh.... Lógbrain yóu are lonely while taking care of yóur flock in the fields... óh óh óh... Yóu ascend the flock... ascending and mounting the sheep, one by one Yóu are on top... on top from behind... yes, óh Yes, Óh YEs, ÓH YES, YES, YESSS... Óh soiinf osiujh8adabyghueyhiu rnolkm Touching the heart... Touching the soul... Touching the woolly pudenda… and thus issueth the "I"s, the "óh"s and the ewes from the egómaniacal shepherd , Crappó, the manna of the banana I-gód <> the delusion of illusions and confusions of a sick putrid sub-mind... **** that only yóu and the sheep yóu have so deeply touched can feel it in the end... óh óh óh Óh Lógbrain Crappó, óh please óh please óh please crap some more fine **** for yóur lessers, if any there be... with yet another one of yóur masterPIECES in the fields of ewe. Yes, Crappó, BÓTTÓM feeder, yóu and yóur fine **** are a pain in the *** to all... This fine piece goes out to the greatest cón artist alive. *Original ('An Ode To Loghain Carvó') by: Thee Artist aka Logbrain Crappó Reworked by: CrE aka Trollminator*

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^^^^^ Little Lóg Creep-ó Little Lóg Creep-ó has lóósed a heap-ó while cóming tó HP tó póst **** Leave Thee alóne while he ***** ón his bóne - trólling us all, he's a halfwit. Little Lóg Creep-ó sóón went tó sleep-ó and dreamt he heard us all pleading. And when he awoke (tó find Thee was the jóke) cóntinued his nónsense by screeding. By tweeting his sóng "Thee Cóuldn't Write Wróng" (determined tó humble and shame us), Lóg discóvered instead that his trash went unread, and we mócked…cóuld anyóne blame us? It happens each day, as Lóg lingers tó bray (intó vacuum, he calls his creatión, of rót and decay, tó óur utter dismay), self-glórified wórds óf stagnatión. Só Lóg heaves a sigh and enters Thee's sty, tó cóntinue his puerile abusing. And try thóugh he might, he's always a blight ón the pages óf póetry's musing Little Lóg Creep-ó óften may weep-ó in the bówels óf his 'masterpieces', but he's dóing quite well in a thick padded cell… *"Óh Gód is Óh I"* is his thesis. *CrE aka Trollminator (with apologies to Bo Peep)*

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Jan 26, 2015

Jan 26, 2015 at 1:46 PM UTC

Artiste-ick Nursery Rhymes abóut Thee Póetically Challenged #8

^^^^^ Little Lóg Creep-ó Little Lóg Creep-ó has lóósed a heap-ó while cóming tó HP tó póst **** Leave Thee alóne while he ***** ón his bóne - trólling us all, he's a halfwit. Little Lóg Creep-ó sóón went tó sleep-ó and dreamt he heard us all pleading. And when he awoke (tó find Thee was the jóke) cóntinued his nónsense by screeding. By tweeting his sóng "Thee Cóuldn't Write Wróng" (determined tó humble and shame us), Lóg discóvered instead that his trash went unread, and we mócked…cóuld anyóne blame us? It happens each day, as Lóg lingers tó bray (intó vacuum, he calls his creatión, of rót and decay, tó óur utter dismay), self-glórified wórds óf stagnatión. Só Lóg heaves a sigh and enters Thee's sty, tó cóntinue his puerile abusing. And try thóugh he might, he's always a blight ón the pages óf póetry's musing Little Lóg Creep-ó óften may weep-ó in the bówels óf his 'masterpieces', but he's dóing quite well in a thick padded cell… *"Óh Gód is Óh I"* is his thesis. *CrE aka Trollminator (with apologies to Bo Peep)*

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^^^^^ HumpThee DumpThee HumpThee DumpThee shat ón us all. HumpThee DumpThee had a great fall. All HP's wómen and all HP's men were laughing at HumpThee, tógether, again! *CrE aka Trollminator (with apologies to Humpty Dumpty)*

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Jan 25, 2015

Jan 25, 2015 at 11:44 AM UTC

Artiste-ick Nursery Rhymes abóut Thee Póetically Challenged #7

^^^^^ HumpThee DumpThee HumpThee DumpThee shat ón us all. HumpThee DumpThee had a great fall. All HP's wómen and all HP's men were laughing at HumpThee, tógether, again! *CrE aka Trollminator (with apologies to Humpty Dumpty)*

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Thee Artiste Carvó's "Embrace Thee Blight!" Thee Artiste's **** once more is freed! Oh! Wandering fumes do flatulence heed! Bubble forth! Through waters so impure! Thee's ***** **** is near! Bowwow to Thee… for Thee's smell's a doggy's dream... Embrace Thee blight! Gasses new, gasses old… pass through Thee's dual manifold… Thee's thee fartiste of forever… Cro-Magnon man who's mentally spent, ******* on creativity's flames Oh perfect **** exudes from Thee who seeps… for he is Thee who sets the winds of fartistry free. Only Thee (the no one) knows! How true fartistry blows... like Thee who is the evoker... of the fartistic flow... Oh Thee who is Logbrain Crappó is master of the fartiste's blows! *Original ('Embrace The Light') by: Thee Artist aka Logbrain Crappó Reworked by: CrE aka Trollminator*

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Jan 23, 2015

Jan 23, 2015 at 12:15 PM UTC

Thee Reconstruction of Logbrain #8

Thee Artiste Carvó's "Embrace Thee Blight!" Thee Artiste's **** once more is freed! Oh! Wandering fumes do flatulence heed! Bubble forth! Through waters so impure! Thee's ***** **** is near! Bowwow to Thee… for Thee's smell's a doggy's dream... Embrace Thee blight! Gasses new, gasses old… pass through Thee's dual manifold… Thee's thee fartiste of forever… Cro-Magnon man who's mentally spent, ******* on creativity's flames Oh perfect **** exudes from Thee who seeps… for he is Thee who sets the winds of fartistry free. Only Thee (the no one) knows! How true fartistry blows... like Thee who is the evoker... of the fartistic flow... Oh Thee who is Logbrain Crappó is master of the fartiste's blows! *Original ('Embrace The Light') by: Thee Artist aka Logbrain Crappó Reworked by: CrE aka Trollminator*

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