"fanboy" poems
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Feb 22, 2018
Feb 22, 2018 at 8:15 AM UTC
who the hell doesn’t want to be a Jedi
seriously you can control the force and **** siting
on you couch playing cod all you want is the Mt due in the fridge an don't want to get up
force that **** over to you
like really come on you think this stuff is for nerds
no its not don’t think for one seconded that you didn’t liked something nerdy
hid it from your friends *** they thought it wasn’t cool because you have
you may not remember but you did.
there had to be a moment were you wanted to be a Jedi or join the rebellion or even the empire.
But now you all act to cool for ****
why not go back to you child hood and remember how much fun you had
playing lightsabers, wands and Nurf stuff
also when you came upon an automatic door an acted that you used the force on it
am I right or am I just a fool
I know every generation had their wish to be’s.
Maybe you weren’t a WARS fan
maybe you were a Treckie
or one for the Doctor and his big blue box
or a Wizard with an owl
but at least once in your life you were a nerd
or a fanboy or a fangirl over what you saw as the coolest thing.
Now once again who da hell wishes they were a fracking Jedi,
star fleet officer, a companion of the Doctor or even a student of Hogwarts
Raise yo hand now.
Jan 28, 2014
Jan 28, 2014 at 9:28 PM UTC
The heavy girls are too heavy
The skinny girls are too thin
The **** is perfect
The nerd is a try hard
The fangirl is a freak
The fanboy is gay
The goth girl is a *****
The goth boy is insane
The person who asked for help today just needed a person to talk with
But in today's society we only follow hate and gossip
That skinny girl can't gain wait
That fat girl doesn't know what to do
That **** maybe varsity but he's got problems too
The nerd is poor and wants to go to college and the only way to do that is through a scholarship
The fangirl lives in a fictional world because of the judgmental people in her own
The fanboy does the same and it doesn't matter wheather or not he is straight or gay
The goth girl isn't a ***** she just listens to her music and wears black
The goth boy isn't insane he just wants his happy life back
The person who asked for help today really did need it
But now it's too late for her and now her death has been completed
All of these people could be good or bad but you will never know that
Because in today's society we only follow hate a gossip
So the next time you see a strangers face
Go on say hi and see what they say
Some might stick their noses up and walk away
But for others a stranger being friendly just might make their day.
Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 1:03 PM UTC
starlet of the silver screen
crafted herself to display the power of her beauty
and practiced in the art of visual seductions
she desires to be intoxicating
to move men to noble heights without saying a word
to ****** the hearts of men with just a smile
to be center stage in the brilliant light of adulation
her craft allows her to be anyone she wants
princess or pauper
a master of her craft she is every man's dream
she is true beauty
at the height of her career
a hollywood starlet
an american goddess
the love affair daydream of every fanboy
i look into those velvet eyes
and see all that ever could have been
all things ever desired
she's a starlet of the silver screen
woman boldly striking a seductive pose
assured and strong
true beauty
american goddess
Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 8:03 AM UTC
The domino effect of positive energy sources from your smile like a flowing river in spring
Tilting your head slightly to the side and letting yur spaghetti hair cascade to your shoulders
Soft eyes the color of clouds blanketing the skies of Great Britain filled with empathy and tranquility
A voice dripping with a Brighton accent
Smooth and sweet like pure maple syrup drizzling off a stack of fluffy buttermilk pancakes
Your laughter powerful enough to supply a whole city with energy
My little Goldielocks,
Growing up before our eyes
You were just a shy little fanboy praying to posters on walls
Mayday Parade, Sum 41, and My Chemical Romance creating the Holy Trinity of Punk that you adored so much
Who knew you would be touring cross the world with your little pop punk band,
Opening for your heroes.
Your guitar sheds tales of sleepless nights due to long hours of practice
Tales of channeling blood, sweat and tears to create powerful lyrics
Tales of performances and tou pranks pulled with your four best mates
An anthology of memories that endlessly grows as As It Is explores new worlds
But don't worry
We will always love our kangaro racist ostrich
Oh Benji boy,
A new chapter is being typed up in your autobiography:
The chronicles of Benjamin Biss
You have gained a siamese twin to look after and care for
The pic to your guitar that you carry with you all the time
A shadow to follow and stand with you
The energy card to your Charizard
A wonderful wife to enjoy life with
Bissington,
With love I say this to you
Change that Never Happy, Ever After to a Happily Ever After and remember
Stay posi bro
Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 7:27 PM UTC
Accio mr fanboy and look straight in my eyes
Wait for a bit as I stupefy your heart
Though I can see your fist, about to fly
And touch this face as your bid of goodbye.
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 1:34 PM UTC
We socially constructed
By age, by title
A hierarchy
What if we didn't?
What's the alternate
Of family, of community?
Perception...
Are we wrong?
Disillusioned?
Innovation...
Can we undo
What was done?
But how?
What it'll be like?
Chaos.
Did we follow biology?
Did we follow culture?
Why?
In the hereinafter
Or in eternity
I wish it's better
Life on soil
Ups and downs
It's good still
Life in sky
Or in blackhole
Please be better
Joy or pain
In love or heartbroken
Any other choices?
Boss, chief
Client, customer
Idol, fanboy and fangirl
Why are we here?
What about ranks?
Slaves of time
Can we ever imagine
Everything we are not?
Can we ever become
Anything we are not?
So help me... God.
Sep 1, 2018
Sep 1, 2018 at 5:52 AM UTC
I used to be a fanboy
With those boxed toy
Played those movies
In my head
Daydreaming instead of
Remaking my own reality
Sitting in a fixed position
No slick transition
To something better
Just wearing my red
Dead head sweater
Never even wrote this letter
Just let life run its will
Right over my heart
Until
I was as stiff in death
As I had been in life
Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 8:05 PM UTC
-
**** turns out i'm good at
fanboy lit.*
or what i should rather say,
the beast
that constitutes
the sound technicians
at music feeds studio,
even with a cheap
SoundMAGIC
headphones
inserted into a samsung
device...
nirvana...
notably with the following
track ghost's
rendition of their song ritual...
otherwise the burned
version by 22valkryia's
channel...
yet there's a more subtle
point,
i never really appreciated
metallica...
because the rhythm
guitar section almost always
overshadowed
the cushion underpinning
of employing a bass guitar
to make a drummer
less pots and pans
and actual drums...
so...
i could never pick up the bass
notes in their music...
well, apart from devil's dance,
but... that's hardly an
argument...
if i can't pick up
on the bass guitar presence,
i don't know why the music
has to lean so much on rhythm guitar,
rhythm guitarist's megalomania
i suppose...
it's still amazing
to appreciate the golden ratio
element of how to synchronise
all the instruments, with the vocals,
condensed into a bite
rather than just overblown
concernt hall orchestral suites...
golden ratio interpretation?
the following schematic:
*d:v
=*
with instruments in between
the extremes grinding teeth,
i.e. synchronised flow,
d? drums
v? vocals...
if drums are in synch. ratio
to the vocals,
authentic melody can
"rummage"
between them...
always the missing bass line
in metallica,
overbearing with rhythm guitar...
i'm not surprised why
9,260,609 people have
listened to this track
at 01:47 sunday march 4th...
and to think that
something like https://oeis.org/A060707
(the online encyclopedia
of integer sequences)
exists...
and here's me,
a pauper with a poem.
i have absolutely no idea
what motivates me to write these
bites into a blank canvas,
just today i "discovered" 4chan.
little help did it do me,
arthur scherbius
and his antithesis
alan turing,
and now this:
users,
content creators...
if i were to make my bets:
i'm collateral (in the adjective form)
but hey,
in the meantime there's the remaining
whiskey,
and this track
of music
that's infuriatingly good
in the capacity to cause
a shiver.
in the memory of: martyrs.
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 9:02 PM UTC
mort omni videre,
mort videre omni,
i don't know how to properly attack
attack a god...
but i do know what if i didn't
write while, i could consider
myself an alcoholic...
death all seeing /
death sees all...
just about as much as:
gods sees a lot of donkeys...
all i know is that,
if didn't write a single world
while drunk, i could be considered
the local joke, the drunk...
the ********* of the shittest possible
gambler,
but i actually do write something,
and that makes me what,
duke of edinburgh in waiting?
no, it just means that u actually
have something to offer...
it might not be the spectacular
sober horror stories of a steve,
sure i write a lot concerning
my personal life,
which, joyously enough contains
more cats these days than actual people,
the fact being, when i drink,
but nonetheless keep a pedantic approach
to spelling and punctuation,
the fact that i write, and that my drunk
opinions are sometimes worth more
than the sober opinions of others...
now, if i simply drank,
and didn't bother these idle hands into
some sort of work, sure,
even i'd consider myself a drunkard,
but these bacon rashes, these scratches
of attempt at a novel,
always end up proving me wrong,
so i have my sharpshooter *****
concoction, and i really am,
contemplating taking a ****
and yes, i am perched on a windowsill
like a crow on a crow, donning
a band t-shirt like it's the 19-80s...
fanboy all the way,
but when you get introduced into
a prog rock band as original and non-celeb
at king crimson -
well...
drinking really becomes that all
much more fun,
scaring the neighbours...
or converting them into cult members...
to be honest,
after you punch yourself in the face
to turn your knuckles in plums to wake
up in order to pay attention to
the drinking: you have just passed the -
i really don't give a **** gate.
Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 6:31 PM UTC