#English Rhymes
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The Quest for Augoeides
The evening sky, alive w/ stars, Beheld w/ eyes confined behind bars, Imparted a pale, tragic glow On the desperate souls entrapped below;
Within the putrid dungeon sighed A saintly patron, undisguised, Though tarnished by his simple days Of youth misspent in sinful ways.
He longed to spread his wings in flight, & part from his unthinkable plight, But, in his past, they atrophied From underuse & shallow pride.
Yet deep within this sinner's breast, There beat a heart in rhythm blessed, Attuned to his immortal soul, & immune to his purported role.
As decades slipped like grains of sand Thru hourglasses, pain began To overtake his withered frame, But voices deep within him came
To sing him sweet reminders of A light within the skies above That he had long since disavowed — "It rests concealed amidst the clouds."
Enraptured by celestial hymns, He followed their suggestive whims, Recalling the internal light He'd lost in his eternal night,
& in this contemplative state, His erstwhile long-awaited fate Of death within the dungeon ceased, & he found hope & love increased.
He viewed his outward circumstance As though it was the perfect chance, & learned within his prison cell To use his inner vision well.
As he took flight through the idle skies, He saw himself revitalized — The wings once clipped to bar his flight Grew strong within the starry night,
So he pressed onward thru the dark, & followed his illumined spark Towards the promised solar rays, Wherefrom he long ago once strayed.
Though demons sought to drag him down, He lusted not for Satan's crown, & so their jeers were heeded not, For he'd transcended feeble thought.
Their silhouettes fell far behind, Hapless against his conquered mind; Though it remained profoundly still, His voice within grew loud & shrill.
As it announced to his delight, "Shadows cannot be without light," He gazed ahead in ecstasy At the golden rays of destiny.
Now pressing on with newfound zest At having passed his school ground test, Our saint approached the shining sun To atone for his misguided fun,
& in response, it simply beamed, For he'd misunderstood, it seemed, & never stopped to think, perchance, His only sin was ignorance.
Pure truth this revelation spelled; w/ heightened sense, our saint beheld His own reflection gazing back, Until his vision glazed & cracked,
& he regained his consciousness, Recalling his accomplishments, For now his prison ceased to be — He found himself released & free.
— T.M.P.
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ak21-ruff-ryda · 2 years ago
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Live your own truth
Bulletproof on the Roof
Ruthless Groove
Put it in a loop
Don't lose your will to move
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imavampirebutitsok · 2 years ago
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After dark…
When the mutt’s bark
Finally fell silent.
I had been leaving forgotten island
Which had the dirty mark
In my misty mind.
It was behind…
The tortured part,
Of my broken heart…
I came to my acausual devine,
And asked for some flask of “wine”.
Unholy Spirit gave its bloody part,
And familiarized me with a comrade…
Overnight!
The secret scarlet curtain —
Became tore apart…
Ego faced up with brand new dyad!
It was her, my newfound bargain,
Which felt from the mysterious air…
When I reached her hideous heart:
I got, she’s my personal “Noah ark”
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subhra-kidtv · 2 years ago
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aarumusic · 1 year ago
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Avoid These Mistakes on Old McDonald's Sing-Along Farm
Join us at Old McDonald's Sing-Along Farm for a fun and educational adventure! In this video, kids will enjoy catchy rhymes, learn about farm animals, and sing along to the classic "Old McDonald Had a Farm" tune. Perfect for children aged 3-8, this engaging video will spark their curiosity and love for learning. Don't miss out on this delightful experience – subscribe to Playful Learners Hub and let the farm-tastic fun begin!
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magicallstoriess · 2 years ago
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Incy Wincy Spider Nursery Rhyme | 3D English Rhymes for Children Kids So...
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prokopetz · 1 year ago
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I love it when people argue about which words rhyme with which other words, because I work with a guy – and I'm reasonably sure he's a native English speaker, though I have no idea where he's from – who speaks a dialect of English that apparently only has two vowels. Like, "pan", "pen", "pin" and "pun" are homophones for this dude. His answer to which words rhyme with which other words is "yes".
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inspiredlivingspaces · 5 months ago
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owari--hajimari · 1 month ago
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i don’t think rhyme’s relationship to her gender identity is particularly important to the larger picture of twewy, but i do think beat’s perception of her as a girl, as his younger sister, is very very important. cause masculinity as equal to strength is important to beat, and it explains a lot of his relationship to rhyme. rhyme protecting beat, her kindness when they were alive, succeeding at pushing him out of the way in the same way beat failed, it’s an indignity. rhyme, a young girl, his family, then his partner in the Game, like every category of ‘what a man should protect’, is stronger than beat. beat fails to protect her time and time again. and he resents that. that he’s so weak. that she had to protect him.
liiiike, what kariya says to beat after ganking rhyme, “[rhyme] isn’t gone because of us. she’s gone because of you. you failed to protect your partner. […] she protected you. gave her life for you. […] you want payback? then man up” <- thats what its all about. and ‘she’s gone because of you’ stinging twice cause he failed and that’s why she was in the Game at all. later, as a reaper, beat says to neku “you man up any yet? cause i don’t believe in hittin’ women and children” it’s cyclicalll and beat clinging to the ideal of masculinity in the face of his own powerlessness
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lionofchaeronea · 9 months ago
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Little Miss Muffet, illustration by Kate Greenaway from The April Baby's Book of Tunes by Elizabeth von Arnim, 1900
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thefugitivesaint · 6 months ago
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Arthur Rackham (1867-1939), 'The Fair Maid Who The First of May', ''St. Nicholas'', Vol. 40, #7, 1913 The fair maid who, the first of May, Goes to the fields at break of day, And washes in dew from the hawthorn tree, Will ever after handsome be Source
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bastionofbibliophiles · 2 months ago
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You're referencing the part of "The Rime [Rhyme] of the Ancient Mariner" where the Mariner's ship is stuck in the middle of the ocean with no fresh water. You say:
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imavampirebutitsok · 2 years ago
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Yesterday, I fell asleep.
And like a wandering off sheep,
You came to me and made a nip.
And I felt it like a hit,
And then…
I really did understand.
That I’m not a freak,
And I didn’t meet
my life time end…
‘Cause I waited you almost weak,
And finally in that period peak.
You kissed my pale cheek,
Because you knew I’m week…
And then…
You take me by your hand.
I was, before of you, truly meek,
So you started to speak:
“I won’t let you meet your end,
So together we will find our land.”
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eri-pl · 21 days ago
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my naym is ring and wen im on i help yu hide mayk problems gon i shou yu things that ar ahed i binde yur soul i mess yur head
my naym is silm im genius-mayd i show yu things that ar long fayd and then I mayk everyone die i am so greyt i mayk yu cry
my naym is melk and wen thers feast wen time is rite or im just pist i go and maim finwe and trees i steal the rocks i mess the ryme i do the diss*
my naym is mai ron im perfect i have pet wolfs and i collect monsters and spells i live in bog cant keep an elf get bit by dog
my naym is nom and im so wyse i left my hom in paradyse i met som men i lernd wyrd stuff i likd the wolf that was enuff
my naym is kano i am a bard i mayk sad songs and i cry hard sindar hav gem so i them stab i go to beach and now im crab
my naym is fyre and I nou grif my dad was killd by petty thif i swer an outh of eternal yre i meet balrogs my naym is fire
my naym is mae my dad mayd stuff i talkd with morgoth more than enuff I did bad things i fell to fyre now im in halls i lik threds for vaire
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aarumusic · 1 year ago
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Avoid These Mistakes on Old McDonald's Sing-Along Farm
Join us at Old McDonald's Sing-Along Farm for a fun and educational adventure! In this video, kids will enjoy catchy rhymes, learn about farm animals, and sing along to the classic "Old McDonald Had a Farm" tune. Perfect for children aged 3-8, this engaging video will spark their curiosity and love for learning. Don't miss out on this delightful experience – subscribe to Playful Learners Hub and let the farm-tastic fun begin!
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000yul · 4 months ago
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holy shit. they provided en lyrics in the official video for shu's song and it's actually stunningly well translated
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