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"luls" poems
We post, tweet, google and skype We re, fwd, edit and code We have so much access, to so much tripe. We log in, connect, update, download Instant information, endless exploration constant zombification Our wireless Nation Pale electric shadows, cast on the walls. Unable to break from the gripping siren's call Camping the bodies pwning the noobs sniping their medic just for the luls Mining down deeply, into the nether Waiting for spawns that follow the weather Collecting the pets, weapons, mounts Getting achievements that cross all accounts So much to amaze, mesmerize, and entertain All the things to look up, argue about, explain A race with access to knowledge galore and still we demand faster, better, MORE!
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Mar 25, 2013
Mar 25, 2013 at 1:13 PM UTC
ned-carter
Technologme
We post, tweet, google and skype We re, fwd, edit and code We have so much access, to so much tripe. We log in, connect, update, download Instant information, endless exploration constant zombification Our wireless Nation Pale electric shadows, cast on the walls. Unable to break from the gripping siren's call Camping the bodies pwning the noobs sniping their medic just for the luls Mining down deeply, into the nether Waiting for spawns that follow the weather Collecting the pets, weapons, mounts Getting achievements that cross all accounts So much to amaze, mesmerize, and entertain All the things to look up, argue about, explain A race with access to knowledge galore and still we demand faster, better, MORE!
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By; Cedric McClester There goes another missle In the North Korean sky Which he  dismisses summarily But he hasn’t told us why All we hear from him Is how much he loves the guy The fact he is being played Is something that he’ll deny He talks about the nice letters That his lover writes ‘Cuz he knows how to bait the hook And also what excites A dotard like his lover Whom he envisions in tights While he luls him to sleep On those restless nights South Korea and Japan Understandably have concern Because they know that the doltard Is the type that will not learn His hand is on a hot stove But they'll probably get  burned Once his lover reveals himself And the table has finally turned He hasn’t gone ballistic As far as the doltard knows But that’s not necessarily What our intelligence shows But he regularly ignores them So we’ll have to take the blow Perhaps he could think more clearly Without ******* up his nose                       Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2019.  All rights reserved.
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Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 2:51 AM UTC
cedric-mcclester
THERE GOES ANOTHER MISSLE
By; Cedric McClester There goes another missle In the North Korean sky Which he  dismisses summarily But he hasn’t told us why All we hear from him Is how much he loves the guy The fact he is being played Is something that he’ll deny He talks about the nice letters That his lover writes ‘Cuz he knows how to bait the hook And also what excites A dotard like his lover Whom he envisions in tights While he luls him to sleep On those restless nights South Korea and Japan Understandably have concern Because they know that the doltard Is the type that will not learn His hand is on a hot stove But they'll probably get  burned Once his lover reveals himself And the table has finally turned He hasn’t gone ballistic As far as the doltard knows But that’s not necessarily What our intelligence shows But he regularly ignores them So we’ll have to take the blow Perhaps he could think more clearly Without ******* up his nose                       Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2019.  All rights reserved.
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