Kueh's Resolution Thread! (Re-Deux)

• Kueh wrote on 2012-01-03 08:46
  Everyone's doing one, might as well join the bandwagon. I'm no good at art, though, so how about a short poem every day instead?
  
  Here's three off the top of my head to start with, since it's day three already.
  
  

  C is for Conor, a man fine and fair.
  He has a taut booty, and dirty blond hair.

  
  
  

  Every day, when I wake up, the time is always six.
  And when I cook my morning's meal, I add bacon to the mix.
  But woe is me, for the time, you see, is six o'clock twice a day.
  Once in a moon, I'll 'wake to find it's already afternoon!

  
  
  

  I found a penny on the ground and he did say to me,
  That if I'd take the coin I found, my day would fill with glee.
  "I am a lucky coin because my head was facing up."
  Something's amiss, I thought at this, and looked at him close up.
  The face was tails, and so I turned and set out on my trails.

• Conor wrote on 2012-01-03 09:43
  They're all fantastic, but I am subject to bias since the first one is about me and incredibly flattering. :blush:
• Hiccup wrote on 2012-01-03 10:00
  Ferrets are so artistic
• Kueh wrote on 2012-01-05 04:33
  I came up with the first few lines of this while I was using the bathroom.
  
  :whistle:
  
  

  Jenny has a sacred box that no one ever sees.
  A fairy lives inside the box and flits upon his breeze.
  The breeze does catch a powder, which the fairy does entrust
  only to Jenny, she's the one to use the fairy dust.
  She says a magic spell and puts it in a magic dish,
  then she does a magic dance and then young Jenny gets a wish!
  She isn't one to lose her cool and rarely will she scoff,
  for if you make her very mad, she'll wish your face right off!

• Kueh wrote on 2012-01-06 01:55
  I wonder if double posting will be disallowed for this thread...
  
  Forgive me in advance if that will be a problem.
  
  

  Marilyn Dwight is dressed all in white, for she's having her wedding on this frigid night.
  The groom is a bear, covered in his warm hair, so he hasn't a qualm about the cold there.
  But poor Marilyn froze, starting down at her toes, and working the way right on up to her nose.
  There's no wedding now, for she just cannot vow, so the groom has gone off to go marry a cow.

• Skye wrote on 2012-01-06 01:58
  Oh my gosh, I'm going to love this thread.
• Kueh wrote on 2012-01-07 03:40
  So far, so haven't forgotten about this thread yet.
  
  

  Little Bambi has some candy, made of rocks and granny's brandy.
  He ate some in the parlor room, and out he rushed, zoom zoom zoom!

• Kueh wrote on 2012-01-07 22:47

  He wore a toupée when he went out to play, then he went and got lost in a large bale of hay.
  They followed a trail made of hairs from his wig. They found him and a leprechaun dancing a jig
  by the fire, they danced, and they drank and they sung. Then, upon the intrusion, away they both sprung.
  They dashed through the trees and they sprinted through grass. On a root, they both tripped and fell right on their heads.
  He sure learned his lesson after such a big lump, from now on, he'll break his falls using his rump.

  
  
  :chin:
• Skye wrote on 2012-01-07 22:53

  They dashed through the trees and they sprinted through grass. On a root, they both tripped and fell right on their heads.

  
  
  So much win right here.
• Kueh wrote on 2012-01-07 22:54

  Quote from Skye;726608:

  So much win right here.

  
  
  Haha, I hoped you would catch it.
• Skye wrote on 2012-01-07 22:59

  Quote from Lyre;726610:

  Haha, I hoped you would catch it.

  
  
  Hard not to!
  It reminded me of Shrek.
  [SPOILER="Spoiler"][video=youtube;ie8pPDfeXIE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ie8pPDfeXIE&feature=related[/video]
  Dunno why it's so quiet. :/[/SPOILER]
• Kueh wrote on 2012-01-09 06:19

  I'd like to say I hate this song, it's much too long, the pitch is wrong.
  But...hey, you know, it's not that bad, it's off a tad, but the beat is rad.
  Actually, this song is great! Why'd I berate with so much hate?
  Just goes to show, give things a chance. You never know...

  
  
  o[]o
• Kueh wrote on 2012-01-10 01:40

  I have a little peacock. He has a lovely tail.
  It shines inside the sunlight like a golden suit of mail.
  I love my little peacock, and always, I am sure
  that my pet will love me too, because our love is pure.

  
  
  I feel this one is too corny. D:
• Kueh wrote on 2012-01-11 06:43

  There once was a man at the zoo.
  There once was a woman there too.
  In fact, you could say
  at the end of each day,
  There were many people, it's true,

  
  
  o[]o
• Morrigan wrote on 2012-01-11 17:07
  You're really good at this Kueh :D