#aye - Hello Poetry

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With Super Power With Super Powers Its very likely You will launch a nuclear tip missile I might be an alien The 1st rocket in the air I call God Then suddenly time stops Everything shuts off an dies Im alien Im the 1st safe from it Youre last It ***** But i will save earth God told me to speak If a USA rocket touches moscow America will denounce all commmand All facility We will call all apps all at once An say stop Thats not a threat its fact The People for Republic They pay taxes Work locally Whats so scary **** them gang 2-10mill ?? Bro imma call speed an get messy 1bill in 10 mins Who you ******* with family Killing our nation an future Or waking up ready to redirect Advance and carry 80% fat lazy un aiming people United nations at our backs Who the **** raised you Autocity on international society The abc whistle blower died in a car Last week I might be alien With all this bs an lies I say try Pull the trigga Save a white ***** Its game 1 way in 1 way out Postal Posted Central West Best draught saught caught Thought taught brough Sloppy homie Drop 1 i dare you Im king I got a gun i wont starve I wont let a ****** besides me hold the button ***** I bomb 1st

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Sep 16, 2024

Sep 16, 2024 at 7:06 PM UTC

"I Might Be an Alien" By: Z

With Super Power With Super Powers Its very likely You will launch a nuclear tip missile I might be an alien The 1st rocket in the air I call God Then suddenly time stops Everything shuts off an dies Im alien Im the 1st safe from it Youre last It ***** But i will save earth God told me to speak If a USA rocket touches moscow America will denounce all commmand All facility We will call all apps all at once An say stop Thats not a threat its fact The People for Republic They pay taxes Work locally Whats so scary **** them gang 2-10mill ?? Bro imma call speed an get messy 1bill in 10 mins Who you ******* with family Killing our nation an future Or waking up ready to redirect Advance and carry 80% fat lazy un aiming people United nations at our backs Who the **** raised you Autocity on international society The abc whistle blower died in a car Last week I might be alien With all this bs an lies I say try Pull the trigga Save a white ***** Its game 1 way in 1 way out Postal Posted Central West Best draught saught caught Thought taught brough Sloppy homie Drop 1 i dare you Im king I got a gun i wont starve I wont let a ****** besides me hold the button ***** I bomb 1st

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mungkin akan menjadi cerita ter-lusuh yang pernah aku tulis ----- ingat ketika aku dan kamu di padang rumput yang menguning? lalu kita sama-sama terpukau dengan pemandangan di depan mata waktu itu kita sama-sama tidak berusaha memotretnya karena masing-masing kita hanya fokus mencari ide untuk memulai percakapan mungkin saat itu aku sudah terpikir sesuatu untuk aku mulai tapi lucunya, malah kamu yang memulai percakapan waktu itu kamu bertanya tentang kehidupanku semester ini baik atau tidak baik seperti biasa aku mengumpat, sungguh, tidak baik hidupku satu semester ini kamu tertawa, entah menertawakan nasibku atau reaksiku kamu tertawa seakan aku baru saja memberi lelucon terlucu abad ini mungkin kalau kamu bukan kamu, aku sudah marah tapi aku justru suka dan jujur, aku bisa saja bersyukur mempunyai nasib seburuk itu hanya untuk mendengarkanmu tertawa setelah itu giliranmu bercerita aku sudah bisa menebak, ceritamu pasti seputar hal yang tidak penting dan memang benar..... tapi aku tetap mendengarkan, karena pupil matamu melebar tanda kamu suka dengan hal yang kamu ceritakan dan aku suka ketika kamu semangat dalam meceritakannya aku mendengarkan -//- waktu berjalan, obrolan kami mulai masuk dalam topik yang rumit tentang penciptaan, tentang dunia, tentang alasan kami hidup biasanya otakku mulai memanas ketika membicarakan hal ini dengan lawan bicara yang lain tapi denganmu, aku mengidamkan lebih seperti perpustakaan yang disinari lampu kuning hangat dan kutu buku yang tersenyum membaca tumpukan buku harum setelahnya...

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Jan 5, 2020

Jan 5, 2020 at 11:23 AM UTC

catatan waktu itu1

mungkin akan menjadi cerita ter-lusuh yang pernah aku tulis ----- ingat ketika aku dan kamu di padang rumput yang menguning? lalu kita sama-sama terpukau dengan pemandangan di depan mata waktu itu kita sama-sama tidak berusaha memotretnya karena masing-masing kita hanya fokus mencari ide untuk memulai percakapan mungkin saat itu aku sudah terpikir sesuatu untuk aku mulai tapi lucunya, malah kamu yang memulai percakapan waktu itu kamu bertanya tentang kehidupanku semester ini baik atau tidak baik seperti biasa aku mengumpat, sungguh, tidak baik hidupku satu semester ini kamu tertawa, entah menertawakan nasibku atau reaksiku kamu tertawa seakan aku baru saja memberi lelucon terlucu abad ini mungkin kalau kamu bukan kamu, aku sudah marah tapi aku justru suka dan jujur, aku bisa saja bersyukur mempunyai nasib seburuk itu hanya untuk mendengarkanmu tertawa setelah itu giliranmu bercerita aku sudah bisa menebak, ceritamu pasti seputar hal yang tidak penting dan memang benar..... tapi aku tetap mendengarkan, karena pupil matamu melebar tanda kamu suka dengan hal yang kamu ceritakan dan aku suka ketika kamu semangat dalam meceritakannya aku mendengarkan -//- waktu berjalan, obrolan kami mulai masuk dalam topik yang rumit tentang penciptaan, tentang dunia, tentang alasan kami hidup biasanya otakku mulai memanas ketika membicarakan hal ini dengan lawan bicara yang lain tapi denganmu, aku mengidamkan lebih seperti perpustakaan yang disinari lampu kuning hangat dan kutu buku yang tersenyum membaca tumpukan buku harum setelahnya...

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When I stare or listen, my thoughts do same And I'm left speechless. So what do I say when my thoughts stare or listen? What do I say when I cannot think? You are trapped within my thoughts for aye I'm in love with you, not your body For you are not the body, but the soul. —JIBRIL ABDULMALIK ©2019

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Apr 19, 2019

Apr 19, 2019 at 3:37 AM UTC

When I stare or listen, my thoughts do same And I'm left speechless. So what do I say when my thoughts stare or listen? What do I say when I cannot think? You are trapped within my thoughts for aye I'm in love with you, not your body For you are not the body, but the soul. —JIBRIL ABDULMALIK ©2019

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The riverboat floats Following the stream To your mind; a dream

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Jul 13, 2018

Jul 13, 2018 at 3:07 PM UTC

myfuckingdomain

The riverboat floats Following the stream To your mind; a dream

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To compensate for (A -Z) ineradicable alphanumeric character flaws (i.e. mutations of body or mind,) and avoid amass sing wracking up vexatiously undesirable threatening class action lawsuit against Matthew Scott Harris, which preliminary measure taken to avoid disembarrass sing said individual as a majorly flawed individual literal shortcomings of body, mind and spirit, the metier of writing doth encompass a creative realm to trump geomorphology, sans groundmass at the unsolicited expense (mine alter ego i.e. worst critic) will gleefully find, and expose grammatical, misspelling, spelling, et cetera errors to harass glommed together with isinglass hop, skip and jumping to appear as a ******* whereat no respect able collegiate lass would give a fig about me, one totally tubular royal morass, which expert anthropologists stumped asper nonclass if eye able **** sapiens mutant ninja turtle case in point being his wanting in height not e'en pass sing the six foot mark plus mental illness perhaps traceable to besotted cognitive damage inherited predecessors quaffing an overdose of quass made obvious peering at resulting Ct scan results viewed via microscopic spyglass revealing abnormal amygdala automatically designating his aptitude underclass among average human with mettlesome Zeusian brass.

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Jul 7, 2018

Jul 7, 2018 at 11:42 PM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

Lurching Toward Grammatical Perfectionism

To compensate for (A -Z) ineradicable alphanumeric character flaws (i.e. mutations of body or mind,) and avoid amass sing wracking up vexatiously undesirable threatening class action lawsuit against Matthew Scott Harris, which preliminary measure taken to avoid disembarrass sing said individual as a majorly flawed individual literal shortcomings of body, mind and spirit, the metier of writing doth encompass a creative realm to trump geomorphology, sans groundmass at the unsolicited expense (mine alter ego i.e. worst critic) will gleefully find, and expose grammatical, misspelling, spelling, et cetera errors to harass glommed together with isinglass hop, skip and jumping to appear as a ******* whereat no respect able collegiate lass would give a fig about me, one totally tubular royal morass, which expert anthropologists stumped asper nonclass if eye able **** sapiens mutant ninja turtle case in point being his wanting in height not e'en pass sing the six foot mark plus mental illness perhaps traceable to besotted cognitive damage inherited predecessors quaffing an overdose of quass made obvious peering at resulting Ct scan results viewed via microscopic spyglass revealing abnormal amygdala automatically designating his aptitude underclass among average human with mettlesome Zeusian brass.

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this cautious man (bobby jean) born in the u.s.a. grownin’ up in the badlands of atlantic city bonded with blood brothers felt born to run along backstreets in brilliant disguise that did cover me frequently blinded by the light of the full moon casting silhouettes against darkness on the edge of town which lunar shafts pierced candy’s room while immersed in book of dreams describing better days on a Cadillac ranch where devils & dust - visible dancing in the dark celebrating like calendar showered 4th of july or other glory days in darlington county even though I ain’t got you. livin’ in the future mine hungry heart hankered and felt like I’m on fire for you, this fire in me craved human touch desire - roaring into the ole factory fire because I wanna marry you because the night populated with girls in their summer clothes each dazzling like 57 channels (and nothin’ on) in imagination of my american skin descended from when adam raised a cain before last to die forecasting kingdom of days now dwelling in celestial mansion on the hill. now rightfully claim status of I’m a rocker/ local hero and I’m goin’ down meeting across the river if I should fall behind on the downbound train as living proof within light of day magic jungleland policed by highway patrolman i.e. johnny 99 alias johnny bye bye – held up without a gun defending this lucky town established on Matamoras banks from an incident on 57th street thus celebrated as local hero every independence day when with ****** incorporated firing point blank out in the street that staccato new york city serenade from no surrender outlaw pete originally from nebraska. it’s hard to be a saint in the city open all night within my hometown once my father’s house, now my city of ruins where tis moot to ask does this bus stop at 82nd street? one step up into the pink Cadillac hops the ramrod queen of the supermarket teasing audio dials sans radio nowhere a red headed woman racing in the street toward secret garden to save my love – with thee angel rosalita (come out tonight) offering reason to believe roll of the dice real world and to prove it all night from spare parts – shards of roulette wheel housing souls of the departed please save my love and stolen car for sherry darling – that spirit in the night she’s the one among souls of the departed no longer stopped by state trooper precinct based along streets of philadelphia some crackling like streets of fire straight time mandate for those armed to the teeth along tenth avenue freeze-out. requiem per terry’s song – what love can do accompanied by e street shuffle performed in somber tones rumbling down thunder road for souls of used cars two hearts crushed along this hard land for: the ghost of tom joad the last carnival homage to wild billy’s circus story the price you pay when you’re alone working on a dream now wreck on the highway. we take care of our own from youngstown when heading of to the promised land the rising distant mystical eden where you can look (but you’d better not touch) espying the river of salvation joining eternally the ties that bind a tunnel of love or like the wrestler pinning opponent tougher than the rest like laborers working on the highway chiseled like this hard land!

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May 18, 2018

May 18, 2018 at 8:17 PM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

The boss aka Bruce Springsteen

this cautious man (bobby jean) born in the u.s.a. grownin’ up in the badlands of atlantic city bonded with blood brothers felt born to run along backstreets in brilliant disguise that did cover me frequently blinded by the light of the full moon casting silhouettes against darkness on the edge of town which lunar shafts pierced candy’s room while immersed in book of dreams describing better days on a Cadillac ranch where devils & dust - visible dancing in the dark celebrating like calendar showered 4th of july or other glory days in darlington county even though I ain’t got you. livin’ in the future mine hungry heart hankered and felt like I’m on fire for you, this fire in me craved human touch desire - roaring into the ole factory fire because I wanna marry you because the night populated with girls in their summer clothes each dazzling like 57 channels (and nothin’ on) in imagination of my american skin descended from when adam raised a cain before last to die forecasting kingdom of days now dwelling in celestial mansion on the hill. now rightfully claim status of I’m a rocker/ local hero and I’m goin’ down meeting across the river if I should fall behind on the downbound train as living proof within light of day magic jungleland policed by highway patrolman i.e. johnny 99 alias johnny bye bye – held up without a gun defending this lucky town established on Matamoras banks from an incident on 57th street thus celebrated as local hero every independence day when with ****** incorporated firing point blank out in the street that staccato new york city serenade from no surrender outlaw pete originally from nebraska. it’s hard to be a saint in the city open all night within my hometown once my father’s house, now my city of ruins where tis moot to ask does this bus stop at 82nd street? one step up into the pink Cadillac hops the ramrod queen of the supermarket teasing audio dials sans radio nowhere a red headed woman racing in the street toward secret garden to save my love – with thee angel rosalita (come out tonight) offering reason to believe roll of the dice real world and to prove it all night from spare parts – shards of roulette wheel housing souls of the departed please save my love and stolen car for sherry darling – that spirit in the night she’s the one among souls of the departed no longer stopped by state trooper precinct based along streets of philadelphia some crackling like streets of fire straight time mandate for those armed to the teeth along tenth avenue freeze-out. requiem per terry’s song – what love can do accompanied by e street shuffle performed in somber tones rumbling down thunder road for souls of used cars two hearts crushed along this hard land for: the ghost of tom joad the last carnival homage to wild billy’s circus story the price you pay when you’re alone working on a dream now wreck on the highway. we take care of our own from youngstown when heading of to the promised land the rising distant mystical eden where you can look (but you’d better not touch) espying the river of salvation joining eternally the ties that bind a tunnel of love or like the wrestler pinning opponent tougher than the rest like laborers working on the highway chiseled like this hard land!

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awesome apothecary addressed as Agamemnon alleviates anxiety, and alimentary aggravation anodyne appeasement arrests ailment amphetamines acquaintanceship assuages agonizing aches also advocates amorousness assiduously activating admiration aggressive attacks assault air afoul affable affinity affects adumbration anatomical accidental addiction attested as academic, although afterward abnegation absolutely arduous, affianced attired apparently as an anomaly Ares and Abyssinian Astarte admixture acquiescence affliction affected adroitly, and abruptly abends accessible altruistic alms axed albeit admonishing, alluding, and attributing authored autonomous anonymous adroit arriviste agents accompanying as accomplished accomplices accredited ace advertisers applaud ascendent assaults amidst agonizing appeals acting all acrimoniously apropos avowedly ardently, and antagonistically, agitating appositely advocating ancillary assistance addict adrift afloat anchors away assails along, among, and an alias archenemy - adorned abominable assassin alters ambition adroitly, aggressively, absolutely addict announces asseveration against avid admonishment alarmingly annulling authentic affiliation anew anonymous ability acclaims alignment aegis actually adversarial abetting attrition appetite acceleration ascendent after aplenty anesthetization additionally activating arced analogous arrow advancing added abdominal and arterial agony abject ambivalence arrests accomplishments attainable any artistic avocation absconded asper auditorial approbation, animadversion artificial aggrandizement abrogates astuteness appropriate adjudication affronted alternative afforded amnesty about acing audioslave as aerosmith ambition assumes arriviste affectation already appalling alacrity awakens amendment although Awol administration adamant acrimonious affront agonizingly attributable announces another afterworld apparent ailing apparition ardent allegiance asking anyone appreciable affix apathy abounds attending apriorism allotment.

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Feb 25, 2018

Feb 25, 2018 at 6:46 PM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

addictive ampoules annihilate after alluring

awesome apothecary addressed as Agamemnon alleviates anxiety, and alimentary aggravation anodyne appeasement arrests ailment amphetamines acquaintanceship assuages agonizing aches also advocates amorousness assiduously activating admiration aggressive attacks assault air afoul affable affinity affects adumbration anatomical accidental addiction attested as academic, although afterward abnegation absolutely arduous, affianced attired apparently as an anomaly Ares and Abyssinian Astarte admixture acquiescence affliction affected adroitly, and abruptly abends accessible altruistic alms axed albeit admonishing, alluding, and attributing authored autonomous anonymous adroit arriviste agents accompanying as accomplished accomplices accredited ace advertisers applaud ascendent assaults amidst agonizing appeals acting all acrimoniously apropos avowedly ardently, and antagonistically, agitating appositely advocating ancillary assistance addict adrift afloat anchors away assails along, among, and an alias archenemy - adorned abominable assassin alters ambition adroitly, aggressively, absolutely addict announces asseveration against avid admonishment alarmingly annulling authentic affiliation anew anonymous ability acclaims alignment aegis actually adversarial abetting attrition appetite acceleration ascendent after aplenty anesthetization additionally activating arced analogous arrow advancing added abdominal and arterial agony abject ambivalence arrests accomplishments attainable any artistic avocation absconded asper auditorial approbation, animadversion artificial aggrandizement abrogates astuteness appropriate adjudication affronted alternative afforded amnesty about acing audioslave as aerosmith ambition assumes arriviste affectation already appalling alacrity awakens amendment although Awol administration adamant acrimonious affront agonizingly attributable announces another afterworld apparent ailing apparition ardent allegiance asking anyone appreciable affix apathy abounds attending apriorism allotment.

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rest of title...Parkland, Fla.,February 14, 2018 One more senseless mass homicide twas the sole arbitrary aim as a former student nonchalantly sauntered empty hallways seconds preceding blame brazenly intent to maximize total killed matter of factly telling police (his incomprehensible) (ill) logic he did explain when cornered, he willingly, unflinchingly, reticently admitted guilt Nikolas Cruz rocketed to instantaneous infamous fame pulling a fire alarm ("FAKE") emergency, then going leisurely ambling along his killing spree total of seventeen slain (comprising 3 faculty and 14 students) mercilessly gunned down as if they were wild game when handcuffed, an innocuous 19 year old did readily admit emptying one firearm after another at a fairly rapid clip then at some predestined or spurious moment didst dip and dive out amidst the chaotic madding crowd before reality flopped then did flip as lower teeth he nervously bit upper lip made feeble getaway at a nearby eatery casually flirted with cashier and made no move to flit upon his seizure as cornered prey subsequently large tract massively cordoned off strong arm of the law slightly halting in speech detailed his gambit deliberately staking a stance to maximize hit and once again afflicted parents lit up with rancor and rage pit toughly battling sorrow which will not quit til death doth bring peaceful rest sans, those grieving family visit.

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Feb 16, 2018

Feb 16, 2018 at 7:18 PM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School...

rest of title...Parkland, Fla.,February 14, 2018 One more senseless mass homicide twas the sole arbitrary aim as a former student nonchalantly sauntered empty hallways seconds preceding blame brazenly intent to maximize total killed matter of factly telling police (his incomprehensible) (ill) logic he did explain when cornered, he willingly, unflinchingly, reticently admitted guilt Nikolas Cruz rocketed to instantaneous infamous fame pulling a fire alarm ("FAKE") emergency, then going leisurely ambling along his killing spree total of seventeen slain (comprising 3 faculty and 14 students) mercilessly gunned down as if they were wild game when handcuffed, an innocuous 19 year old did readily admit emptying one firearm after another at a fairly rapid clip then at some predestined or spurious moment didst dip and dive out amidst the chaotic madding crowd before reality flopped then did flip as lower teeth he nervously bit upper lip made feeble getaway at a nearby eatery casually flirted with cashier and made no move to flit upon his seizure as cornered prey subsequently large tract massively cordoned off strong arm of the law slightly halting in speech detailed his gambit deliberately staking a stance to maximize hit and once again afflicted parents lit up with rancor and rage pit toughly battling sorrow which will not quit til death doth bring peaceful rest sans, those grieving family visit.

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I am deceived and taken advantage of, by you, an every day viewer. I am thrown to you, at you, by you Piercing into flesh, leaving a scar that not even tender kisses from mother can heal them Scar after scar, life after life, taken away by me. By us. I am ripping you piece by piece I am devouring on your precious soul, until there is no more left. I am them. I am you.

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Feb 2, 2016

Feb 2, 2016 at 10:49 AM UTC

maliseetprincess

I am deceived and taken advantage of, by you, an every day viewer. I am thrown to you, at you, by you Piercing into flesh, leaving a scar that not even tender kisses from mother can heal them Scar after scar, life after life, taken away by me. By us. I am ripping you piece by piece I am devouring on your precious soul, until there is no more left. I am them. I am you.

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jesus turned water into wine, yet, I’m still drunk on you

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Sep 28, 2015

Sep 28, 2015 at 9:30 AM UTC

maliseetprincess

jesus turned water into wine, yet, I’m still drunk on you

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Can't be more happy And I can't tell you why But it's the thing that made my day And the dears... Amen! Aye! Shukriyaa! Tathaastu! And much more love for you

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Jan 22, 2015

Jan 22, 2015 at 11:46 PM UTC

gitacharya-vedala-1

Can't be more happy And I can't tell you why But it's the thing that made my day And the dears... Amen! Aye! Shukriyaa! Tathaastu! And much more love for you

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The Scots are a friendly old folk With Whiskey they share till you soak But call them a Brit And they'll **** up your **** Heritage to them ain't a joke!

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Jan 2, 2015

Jan 2, 2015 at 8:15 AM UTC

theravenlunartick

The Scottish Are Tough - A Hardy Limerick

The Scots are a friendly old folk With Whiskey they share till you soak But call them a Brit And they'll **** up your **** Heritage to them ain't a joke!

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Aye That one syllable of agreement Aye Look at it, isn't it pretty? Aye If I died, Mummy, would you cry? Aye If you slept, would you dream? Aye All in favor of war, say Aye

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Nov 8, 2014

Nov 8, 2014 at 12:30 PM UTC

Aye That one syllable of agreement Aye Look at it, isn't it pretty? Aye If I died, Mummy, would you cry? Aye If you slept, would you dream? Aye All in favor of war, say Aye

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An aye For an aye Makes the world Heaven

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Oct 10, 2014

Oct 10, 2014 at 1:56 AM UTC

gitacharya-vedala-1

Swamy Downey - 1

An aye For an aye Makes the world Heaven

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It's not all that hard, it's so easy to learn, Each and every one of these simple rules. You see, I'm not even American, But not even us Mexicans are such fools. I know this language like I know myself, I never laid hand on the shelf, Where everyone placed their literature books, Just to drop it for looks. It's easy to remember, Why can't you see, English is so easy, Or is it just me? No. That wouldn't make sense. Spanish was my first language. Yet I've come to know English better than my native tongue. You're not North American, British, or Australian? Alright whatever, I'll let it slide. But really, born and raised here? Come on, it's a free ride. Deosnt it btoher you taht erevy wrod is speled rong? Notice can't that you is order your wrong? Proud to be an American, it isn't really saying much. Cuz it lik jus syin I cn bearle evn speek such. Yes, I think you're stupid, every time you spell wrong, Because it's so easy to fix even a word that is long. It makes me wonder wether your autocorrect's off? Because that simple thing, knows each time that you're off. Is it really so hard to put in that one vowel, Or put in the consonant so your spelling's not foul. Or correct the double-negative, you know it's not true, It's easy to do, just proofread right through. We all have the ability needed learn, Yet it seems your ability's been placed in an urn. You've got a big brain, so why don't you use it? Trust me, I know, you shouldn't abuse it. If you have pride in nothing else, That's fine, But it's good to have pride in the fact that you know, YOUR LANGUAGE. Be proud that you can communicate well, Be proud that even the nerdiest of nerds can't use words you won't understand, Be proud that you know how to use correct punctuation, Be proud to know where "ph", "gh", "ou", "eau" and the silent "t" are used, Be proud to know which words comes first, and which one comes last, Be proud to know English, you can learn it all fast, Be proud to know the art of words, The art so many ancient cultures knew, The ancient Japanese, and Romans, and even the French, Yet America has forgotten how to use words. Be proud to be a leader of the generation in the USA, The generation that brings back knowing our own tongue, So that foreigners who come don't know us better than us. Be proud to know the beauty of language.

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May 7, 2014

May 7, 2014 at 10:08 AM UTC

victor-manuel-serna

Spelling and Grammar

It's not all that hard, it's so easy to learn, Each and every one of these simple rules. You see, I'm not even American, But not even us Mexicans are such fools. I know this language like I know myself, I never laid hand on the shelf, Where everyone placed their literature books, Just to drop it for looks. It's easy to remember, Why can't you see, English is so easy, Or is it just me? No. That wouldn't make sense. Spanish was my first language. Yet I've come to know English better than my native tongue. You're not North American, British, or Australian? Alright whatever, I'll let it slide. But really, born and raised here? Come on, it's a free ride. Deosnt it btoher you taht erevy wrod is speled rong? Notice can't that you is order your wrong? Proud to be an American, it isn't really saying much. Cuz it lik jus syin I cn bearle evn speek such. Yes, I think you're stupid, every time you spell wrong, Because it's so easy to fix even a word that is long. It makes me wonder wether your autocorrect's off? Because that simple thing, knows each time that you're off. Is it really so hard to put in that one vowel, Or put in the consonant so your spelling's not foul. Or correct the double-negative, you know it's not true, It's easy to do, just proofread right through. We all have the ability needed learn, Yet it seems your ability's been placed in an urn. You've got a big brain, so why don't you use it? Trust me, I know, you shouldn't abuse it. If you have pride in nothing else, That's fine, But it's good to have pride in the fact that you know, YOUR LANGUAGE. Be proud that you can communicate well, Be proud that even the nerdiest of nerds can't use words you won't understand, Be proud that you know how to use correct punctuation, Be proud to know where "ph", "gh", "ou", "eau" and the silent "t" are used, Be proud to know which words comes first, and which one comes last, Be proud to know English, you can learn it all fast, Be proud to know the art of words, The art so many ancient cultures knew, The ancient Japanese, and Romans, and even the French, Yet America has forgotten how to use words. Be proud to be a leader of the generation in the USA, The generation that brings back knowing our own tongue, So that foreigners who come don't know us better than us. Be proud to know the beauty of language.

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