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If Shakespeare Had a Facebook PageIf Shakespeare had a Facebook page
Would he “Like for Jesus” or “Ignore for Hell”?
How many likes would his sonnets catch,
And would “Macbeth” be received well?
Would the rose smell just as sweet
if no one read it in a tweet?
And would he come up with the truth after a year,
that “Hell is empty and the devils are here”?
Would he whore for likes and friend requests?
Share his results for every personality test?
And post a “Teen Quote” for every day?
Would he be caught up with his anime?
Do you think he'd enjoy RoosterTeeth's channel,
Post selfies in snapbacks and Nike’s and flanel?
Would his pants sag and his status read:
“#Yolo420, Legalize Weed?”
Maybe he'd dye his hair green and spike up the ends
Maybe him and Mark Twain would be #Bestfriends.
Would this 90's kids generation steal the show,
Or would he be the same Bill we used to know?
Tobacco ArmageddonA freshly-made omelette implodes with a "thud,"
result of an attempted "good morning!" flood.
Your smile broke my limit, the doughnuts just flew;
a tempestuous barrage from me unto you.
The coffee is splattered all over the walls,
some melting eclairs are smeared in the halls.
The sausage was good until you said my name.
A lunatic mantra exploding my brain.
My fingers are shaking and I cannot see,
there's a force inside me that wants to be free.
Please run before I do what I might regret,
I just haven't had my morning cigarette.
No More Snow!The snow is piled high this year,
And we’ve all run out of winter cheer.
The holidays have gone away,
But still the snow persists and stays.
February's gone and passed,
And the winter keeps its icy grasp.
I really wouldn’t mind that though,
If not for all the freaking snow!
I cannot number all the ways,
It manages to ruin my day,
And all the things that it wrecks,
From housetop roofs, to back porch decks.
And all the messes that it makes,
And all the work that cleaning takes.
And do you think we get help from snow,
I’ll give you hint the answers no.
It never cleans, or leaves us less,
But always stops to make a mess.
It’s never warm, and never nice,
It’s always cold and always ice.
It makes things slick, and makes us fall,
But doesn’t help us up at all.
It lays around a useless louse,
And when it melts it floods the house!
Now I don’t wish to cry or whine,
Or waste anymore of your precious time.
But the snow is driving me insane,
hate jobhate job
take up golf
just a hack
stuck in bed
reach for remote
fall on head
tied to chair
sit and stare
Attack On Titans Cap. 6 (Parte No. 2)Narración Normal
Sea iba caminando mientras hablaba con un chico de cabellos negros cortos y de ojos verdes muy llamativos, su nombre era Silver, Sea sintió como algo en ella se volvía a sentir mejor desde la muerte de su hermana, como si la felicidad volviera a ella de la mejor forma, todos empezaron a convivir unos con otros, al llegar al primer entrenamiento el que estaba a cargo de ellos soltó un grito de enojo-¡MUY BIEN ESCORIAS FORMENCE POR NOMBRES!-les grito, cada uno tomo su lugar y hizo el saludo, llevando su puño hacia su corazón honrando a todos lo que murieron antes de ellos, el oficial a cargo paso enfrente de cada uno inspeccionando cada rostro, se detuvo en un chico de cabello café claro y ojos verdes intensos-¡DIME TU NOMBRE COMPLETO Y QUE QUIERES HACER AQUÍ!-le grito en la cara al chico-Antonio Nosutarujia, vengo para honrar a mi familia-dijo en voz alta y firme, el oficial lo miro y siguió con
UntitledThere was a young girl named Clare,
Who styled her own pubic hair.
The statement was loud,
Of which she was proud.
And it disguised that a penis was there.
A Gentleman From FranceA Gentleman From France
I knew a gentleman from France
Who was fond of wine, women and dance
He would drink his fill
Love for a thrill
And not stand still
If he ever could get the chance
One eve in Bordeaux
He waited for an hour or so
Then a lady came by
Who caught his eye
She invited him to try
Then they let the evening go
Didn't I tell you though
He had two bottles of red Bordeaux
Bowser LimerickThere once was a big strong koopa,
He thought himself quite the trooper,
One day he was brave,
The princess he would cage,
but in the end he'd just be a loser.
Jhonny's World, Capitulo 3.Capitulo 3:
“EL REGRESO DE ELENA”
CUADRO DE TEXTO: 11:45 PM Haven Hills.
JHONNY (En c.d.t): Personalmente, no tengo ningún problema en que mis amigos lleven chicas a la casa. (Vemos a Bruce entrando al depa, enfrascado en un faje con una morra) pero carajo, ¿Por qué a mi casa si no viven con migo?, en fin, a la mañana siguiente…
(Vemos a Maru y a Jhonny desayunando en el comedor)
JHONNY: ¿Puedes creer que ese pingüino ingrato me quitó mi cuarto anoche?
MARU: ¿otra vez? Ayer me quitó el mío.
(Bruce sale del cuarto de Jhonny con su “amiga”)
CHICA DESCONOCIDA: anoche me la pase muy bien.
BRUCE: yo también linda.
(La chica se va, Bruce cierra tras ella y recarga la espalda contra la puerta)
BRUCE: no me la estoy pasando bien.
JHONNY: Pero, ¿Por qué compadre? ¿Qué no es tu 12
Ode to a Hamburger bunOh hamburger bun dear hamburger bun,
so unspoiled and so clean
Its been over a month now
Why oh why are you not green?
I left you on the counter
without a care, Day after day
I ignored you were there.
By now I figured you'd be full of mold
as a reminder to not eat you
a subtle hint that you're old.
However you live on, still in my life
although I'm sure you'd have been thrown out
if I had me a wife.
But its me and you buddy, til my days are done
just little ol me
and my hamburger bun.
Hath No FearGiving yourself completely up to fear is kinda like falling in love: You can't pin point exactly when it started and by the time you realize that you are surrounded by that sensation it's already game over. Just like the image of the person you are in love with starts creeping out from every unexpected corner, fear never leaves your side when you give it a welcome stay. After a restless sleep, it starts beating anxiously in your heart the moment you wake up in the morning and commands all your thoughts and actions throughout the day. It is nothing short of a prison, except you are the only inmate and the warden never takes a break. Ever.
I do not exactly remember when I let fear occupy my being but I remember the exact moment when I realized I was ruled by it. It was late in the afternoon, everybody was out there 'getting busy living' and I had locked myself inside my bed half awake, not particularly finding any valid reason to get out of it. Then I was awakened from a nightmare by my
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