Today In Biden Land

[NoSavingByTheBell]

Prick

By beanerschnitzel

My god you are thick

You racist prick

So far below me

In my elevated thought

You obviously are barren

With my second home you I bought

My job is to cast judgement

On all you silly twats

I’ll guard the beaches

And chide you if you speak of my country

Tis of thee

But what’s for me

Is not for thee

I have loads of zoom buddies here

They never will leave me

Oh wait now I don’t think they can see me

But they were my buddies

They can’t have left

Last Saturday I wept

Press join meeting

An empty screen awaited me

I loitered by the apple tree

Looking for new friends to show my wig

They looked at me sadly

I cursed the zoom boys so madly

I guess I’ll just keep repeating

Walrus and elkabong

It’s now my only song

Overplayed like stairway to heaven

And I know I been doing it so long

But I’ll bring new people to this forum

As soon as those two are gone

Damn that was good bro: I'll break it down:

when you wrote:

And chide you if you speak of my country

Tis of thee

But what’s for me

Is not for thee

****it was epic, for combining the direct object of the first line with the subject of the 2nd line OF A SONG NO LESS!!!!

THEN.......

"Last Saturday I wept

Press join meeting

An empty screen awaited me

I loitered by the apple tree ...."

****fucking epicness right there, especially "apple tree" bwaaahahaha seriously good stuff right there, cracking!

NOW......... I WILL say and I really DO have to say this: Titofan really whipped off an epic poem last night, late last night, it was just me and him, and we did great, we really did great, looks like from my side anyway we're OK now and he CAPPED IT OFF with an epic poem, rhyme scheme, meter, apostrophed adverbs and all that good stuff...... so GOOD SHOW Walrus on this, but Tito is closing the gap fast, and may quit his day job if he can whip off another 6 per month or so. Really surprised me he did. So we'll see where this leads now, as competition is getting fierce.

[walrus]

Prick

By beanerschnitzel

My god you are thick

You racist prick

So far below me

In my elevated thought

You obviously are barren

With my second home you I bought

My job is to cast judgement

On all you silly twats

I’ll guard the beaches

And chide you if you speak of my country

Tis of thee

But what’s for me

Is not for thee

I have loads of zoom buddies here

They never will leave me

Oh wait now I don’t think they can see me

But they were my buddies

They can’t have left

Last Saturday I wept

Press join meeting

An empty screen awaited me

I loitered by the apple tree

Looking for new friends to show my wig

They looked at me sadly

I cursed the zoom boys so madly

I guess I’ll just keep repeating

Walrus and elkabong

It’s now my only song

Overplayed like stairway to heaven

And I know I been doing it so long

But I’ll bring new people to this forum

As soon as those two are gone

Damn that was good bro: I'll break it down:

when you wrote:

And chide you if you speak of my country

Tis of thee

But what’s for me

Is not for thee

****it was epic, for combining the direct object of the first line with the subject of the 2nd line OF A SONG NO LESS!!!!

THEN.......

"Last Saturday I wept

Press join meeting

An empty screen awaited me

I loitered by the apple tree ...."

****fucking epicness right there, especially "apple tree" bwaaahahaha seriously good stuff right there, cracking!

NOW......... I WILL say and I really DO have to say this: Titofan really whipped off an epic poem last night, late last night, it was just me and him, and we did great, we really did great, looks like from my side anyway we're OK now and he CAPPED IT OFF with an epic poem, rhyme scheme, meter, apostrophed adverbs and all that good stuff...... so GOOD SHOW Walrus on this, but Tito is closing the gap fast, and may quit his day job if he can whip off another 6 per month or so. Really surprised me he did. So we'll see where this leads now, as competition is getting fierce.

Well tits may take me now but in two hundred years I will be recognized for being 200 years ahead of my time and I shall regain the crown.

[TitoFan]

Prick

By beanerschnitzel

My god you are thick

You racist prick

So far below me

In my elevated thought

You obviously are barren

With my second home you I bought

My job is to cast judgement

On all you silly twats

I’ll guard the beaches

And chide you if you speak of my country

Tis of thee

But what’s for me

Is not for thee

I have loads of zoom buddies here

They never will leave me

Oh wait now I don’t think they can see me

But they were my buddies

They can’t have left

Last Saturday I wept

Press join meeting

An empty screen awaited me

I loitered by the apple tree

Looking for new friends to show my wig

They looked at me sadly

I cursed the zoom boys so madly

I guess I’ll just keep repeating

Walrus and elkabong

It’s now my only song

Overplayed like stairway to heaven

And I know I been doing it so long

But I’ll bring new people to this forum

As soon as those two are gone

Damn that was good bro: I'll break it down:

when you wrote:

And chide you if you speak of my country

Tis of thee

But what’s for me

Is not for thee

****it was epic, for combining the direct object of the first line with the subject of the 2nd line OF A SONG NO LESS!!!!

THEN.......

"Last Saturday I wept

Press join meeting

An empty screen awaited me

I loitered by the apple tree ...."

****fucking epicness right there, especially "apple tree" bwaaahahaha seriously good stuff right there, cracking!

NOW......... I WILL say and I really DO have to say this: Titofan really whipped off an epic poem last night, late last night, it was just me and him, and we did great, we really did great, looks like from my side anyway we're OK now and he CAPPED IT OFF with an epic poem, rhyme scheme, meter, apostrophed adverbs and all that good stuff...... so GOOD SHOW Walrus on this, but Tito is closing the gap fast, and may quit his day job if he can whip off another 6 per month or so. Really surprised me he did. So we'll see where this leads now, as competition is getting fierce.

Well tits may take me now but in two hundred years I will be recognized for being 200 years ahead of my time and I shall regain the crown.

Writing even one poem was a taxing endeavor... but what the hell. Whatever works to break the tension.

Still... I'll leave the poetry to you two gents, who seem to have it down to a science.

(We'll still disagree on all kinds of shit, though).