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 a… moreuthors for popping everything off.
Oh, and a big thumbs up with a right on to you, sir, for starting the whole shebang.
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 a… moreuthors for popping everything off.
Oh, and a big thumbs up with a right on to you, sir, for starting the whole shebang.
Clementine oh Clementine what am I doing to you
I let you swear and drink and even smoke too
I wonder if Lee's worried about you with all you seem to dare
But does he need to? You got shot and barely seemed to care
Clementine oh Clementine what am I doing to you
I let you swear and drink and even smoke too
I wonder if Lee's worried about you with all you seem to dare
But does he need to? You got shot and barely seemed to care
Either because my XBOX is weird about HTML sometimes, I'm being obtuse, or because this is yet another one of the eccentries of the forum, like not parsing bbcode, I can't figure out how to directly contact a mod let alone anyone. Instead I'll just do this and flag my own post.
Hey mods! As the issue has been resolved and this conversation is now just a giant speedbump in the poem-reading
fun, can you guys get it out of here for us, if you'd be so kind?
There once was an asshole named Larry
His temper and size made him scary
Ken thought he was dead
So he flattened his head
With a salt-lick he found at the dairy
Glad to see this thread still has some life. I may revisit the everybody poem after all. But, um, Pablo... what the hell, man? Start a quote thread, homie! Don't clog this one with some shit that you clearly already realize doesn't quite belong.
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I was brought here, in the midle of hell
A little child my hand always held
A bit safer I felt
And then into the mosters mouth we all fell
She tried to pull me up before the bitter end
But I couldn 't just dragg her down even if I was scared
So only I decided to go
But my little girl I need you to know
That every soul lost in the herd went away for you
No, it is not your fault, there is nothing you could do
And now I am standing in heaven
Friends and foes I counted more than seven
A new story we are folding
I am always here your hand holding
No problem markbs thread died along time ago as raging said so i had to start up the craze once again
And i did remove the poems section since your idea of going about that was great and instead i put a thanks to the thread kickstarters
There comes a time when a convicted murder crashed and escaped from a cop car and Met Up with a girl Named Clementine.
So they met up with survivors and connivered what they witnessed but they have been gifted.
In the End they all went dead but hope, hope isn't something to dread.
Clementine oh Clementine what am I doing to you
I let you swear and drink and even smoke too
I wonder if Lee's worried about you with all you seem to dare
But does he need to? You got shot and barely seemed to care
Nice poem.
Not bad matie.
bows to both of you
Thank you.
Anytime. :}
Either because my XBOX is weird about HTML sometimes, I'm being obtuse, or because this is yet another one of the eccentries of the forum, like not parsing bbcode, I can't figure out how to directly contact a mod let alone anyone. Instead I'll just do this and flag my own post.
Hey mods! As the issue has been resolved and this conversation is now just a giant speedbump in the poem-reading
fun, can you guys get it out of here for us, if you'd be so kind?
i decided to revive this old thread since the 2.0 one really had no progress so maybe this 1 will revive it since it has pre-progress put in it
There once was an asshole named Larry
His temper and size made him scary
Ken thought he was dead
So he flattened his head
With a salt-lick he found at the dairy
I love it.
This is why you're one of my favourite people on here.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Luke is my husband,
say otherwise and I'll fucking gut you.
We need a Telltale anthology xD
this is not a poem but a quote, but apt for the walking dead world.
"Success is not final
Failure is not fatal
The courage to carry on is what counts"
Glad to see this thread still has some life. I may revisit the everybody poem after all. But, um, Pablo... what the hell, man? Start a quote thread, homie! Don't clog this one with some shit that you clearly already realize doesn't quite belong.
There was once a man named Lee
He was very close to me
When he passed away in the store
Since then I haven't cried more