The Walking poems
Lets uh make some poems on here for fun to go with the i got lucky real lucky thread lets have a thread for poems this idea was inspired by a episode in the walking dead tv show a picture if below of the dead guys poem in the show:
Make your poems starting now
Thanks to Extra_Cheesy And Isabella8656 For helping kickstart this thread with there legendary poems
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Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Luke is alive,
And Nick is too.
A good kickstarter to this thread you get my respect i get the moral of your poem
There was an official poem thread made my Markd but that sunk out of existence... ;_;
There once was a man named Ken
He hated this shitbird named Ben.
He really liked boats...
AND URBANSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
He is the 'stached savior.
Bow before him.
NOW OR DO YOU NO SPEAKA DE ENGLISH?
All my years of schooling have prepared me to create this glorious masterpiece
Well since it did i am bringing it back with my poem thread since his died from existance thats the whole point
10/10 no jokes intended
There was a man called Nick
And his fate you had to pick
But it doesn´t matter what you do
His first death sucks and the other does too
True...
Thank you my kind sir
There once was a crazy man.
He led his group like a goof.
He saw Reggie's work and wasn't a fan.
He yelled "WHERES MY BERRIES BITCH" and pushed him off the roof.
I like the end when the caps it made me laugh you shall be added to the poems List
That was my life dream. ;____; Thank you kind sir
Here´s another from my carefully thought of poems:
There was also a man named Luke
I´m still not over his death and it makes me wanna puke
So I´m gonna pretend he´s not dead
#LukesAlive let the word spread
/quietly sobs in the corner in denial
To the ones who lost their families
To those who abandoned their homes
To the lost and lonely in a changed world
A Shepard to guide them
Stunning and elegant is all i can say to to your creativity
No problem Isabella my pleasure madam
Through Lee and Christa, Clem had much skill
Then comes a fateful choice, will she save or kill
One person was Nick, depressed as he was
The other, Sarah, lost without a cause
But alas, Telltale decided, they were no good
So your choice doesn't matter, although it really should
Glorious poem torkahn
The first haiku:
Late one snowy night/
Shitbirds take all of our stuff/
Arvo is to blame/
I got bored so I made a pic to go with my poem.
One day, a group came
They were Arvo,Mike,and Bonnie who showed fame
But then I called a ringer
To point a middle finger at them
Awesome
The boy who refused to shoot a buck
His life really did suck
He admired his friends and helped when he could
He blamed himself more then he should
He wanted to be a good guy in the end
Little did he know he was such a good friend
So here's to Nick
He left us too quick
These heated debates between Kenny and Jane
result in nothing but hatred and disdain.
Take a moment and realize there is more than one decision.
That there are different ways to view things than just your opinion.
Telltale writers have achieved something unforgettable.
And that is something we should find incredible.
Great
Awesome Epic Amazing poem
Ben Paul the underated Pissing Stall.
All he did was mess up everything.
The dumb sonuva bitch tried to run away but couldn't because he was afraid.
Now Ben Paul must Fall.
On a more serious note:
A man once had a murky past,
And yet, he was a hero.
He met a death befitting such
To save a girl that we know.
But when you want to shed a tear
Just remember he lives on
And keep in mind that litte girl
Turned out brave and good and strong.
For every time our Clementine
Helps a stranger or a friend
A little bit of Lee is there.
Not yet has he met his end.
Please alter poem log to reflect slight revision in final line and corrections in punctuation. Thank you kindly.
EDIT: To clarify, at one point the topic post contained all of the poems so far.
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Im only 1 person but ill try to get that all done
But uh i wont keep adding anymore to the post on the list i just was doing the poems on the top for the first like 15 who helped kickstart this thread up and ill put a page number next to the people on my post i credited so they know the page there looking for to credit this person with likes sound good? that resolves some of your complaints
If you can search through the pages for me because im getting tired abit and tell me what authors i credited are on what page so i can save it on a notepad to do tommorow and ill fix the punctuation and grammar issues if there is any
Kenny is still alive
Got to Wellington safely
Ending is canon
Its not that deep, man. Just delete the whole poem list in a text edit, and if you feel like it, throw something in thanking the first few authors for popping everything off.
Oh, and a big thumbs up with a right on to you, sir, for starting the whole shebang.
I knew a girl with sunken eyes,
She had stringy hair and pliable thighs.
She killed a guy named Leland's wife.
Hers wasn't much of a worthwhile life.
She also killed my buddy Luke.
The thought of her makes me want to puke.
She betrayed everyone she ever knew.
The day they met her is what people still rue.
She thought that a coat could make up for this all.
Then without even having her back on a wall
My brother's food's what she wanted to take.
I wish I had let her drown in that lake.
Bonnie was a hoebag, Lilly was a bitch.
Kenny was a dumbass, but in spirit he was rich.
Carlie was a stand-up gal, Doug was much the same.
Arvo was the devil's spawn, and also he was lame.
Ben, well, had shit for brains but he was pretty cool.
Clementine's a little girl who knows the golden rule.
Larry was a horse's ass who died when was crushed.
Mark, he was a trusting soul who became someone's lunch.
Mike, I'll never understand quite what it was he was he thought.
He seemed nice until he tried to steal and got caught.
Okay, my intention here is to touch on everyone who was ever in the group and I know I have a ways to go. XBOX won't let me save a draft so I'm going to post the unfinished product and finish it in edits. Check back soon for the final version.
Two clusterfucks, both alike in stupidity,
In fair Parker's Run, where we lay our scene,
From stolen drugs break to new mutiny,
Where walker blood makes savage men unseen.
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I'm too lazy to finish the rest of it. Might get around to it eventually.
Oh please, please do. I wait with bated breath.
Receive A Like This thread is awesome.