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This was on my whiteboard when I came out of the shower today

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I am callde Fae

And I cavort

With man and beaste

Of evry sorte

I play goode triks

Like pulling tales

And steeling coin

And ringin bells

But wen I want

To cos reel fuss

I do not goe

I send walruus

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If you’re awake between 3 AM and 6 AM you’re appropriating lycanthrope culture and you need to go to sleep and check your privilege

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Famous Poems Rewritten as Limericks

The Raven

There once was a girl named Lenore And a bird and a bust and a door And a guy with depression And a whole lot of questions And the bird always says “Nevermore.”

Footprints in the Sand There was a man who, at low tide Would walk with the Lord by his side Jesus said “Now look back; You’ll see one set of tracks. That’s when you got a piggy-back ride.”

Response to ‘This Is Just To Say’ This note on the fridge is to say That those ripe plums that you put away Well, I ate them last night They tasted all right Plus I slept with your sister. M’kay?

Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening There once was a horse-riding chap Who took a trip in a cold snap He stopped in the snow But he soon had to go: He was miles away from a nap.

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night There was an old father of Dylan Who was seriously, mortally illin’ “I want,” Dylan said “You to bitch till you’re dead. “I’ll be pissed if you kick it while chillin’.”

I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud There once was a poet named Will Who tramped his way over a hill And was speechless for hours Over some stupid flowers This was years before TV, but still.

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For science! 😆

honey is the only food product that never spoils. there are pots of honey that are over five thousand years old and still completely edible

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My name is bun...

I recently discovered cow poems. This one is for the WildeHopps shippers… enjoy:

my name is bun

and i am cop.

tho i be smol

i foyl plot.

and tho it iz

unorthodox

wen i get home

i kis the fox.

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my name is dog and wen i see a littel snek rite next tu me, altho he sez “on me dont tred” i walk rite up and lik his hed

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i lik the bred original poem by poem4your_sprog I read the poem on twitter and really liked it, so I made a little kids book style comic to go along with it! I hope you enjoy :) Twitter - @buckycarbon

Twitch - buckycarbon

DeviantArt - InAmberClad

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My name is cow And in the day Tu wish him well Wen he go play With tender hart And gentle tung I bid farewell I lik my son

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Eh, why not... I could use any wealth a lucky cat can spare right now.

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my name is Cat and im no theef i holed the puf betwene my teef wen men is sleep my self i plees i jump on up i crumch the ches

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More Cow

my name is Cow and long past noon when all the men are sleeping soon with cat and fiddle and silver spoon i jump up hi and lik the moon

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