Well, I suppose this was inev'table.
Okay, I guess that line was a bit sad. I hope the rest will be respectable, since I could always practice this a tad.
A B A B is my preferred rhyme scheme, though I'm willing to change to fit the theme :P
edited 21st Jun '17 9:26:14 PM by Cabe_Bedlam
I need to update these things more oftenHello everyone; I'd like to query
Have you ever seen this imagery?
Twitter/Instagram: anzasquiddles. Deviantart: anzahanifathallah.Oh god, I have not done this in awhile.
Well back when games like this would make me smile.
Coherence will really be a challenge.
For example, nothing rhymes with challenge.
guess you could shoehorn phalange, and maybe lozenge
edited 22nd Jun '17 1:45:27 AM by sarysa
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus.Writing rhyming iambics is quite hard.
Even if you do, it's painful like shards.
Twitter/Instagram: anzasquiddles. Deviantart: anzahanifathallah.I don't see how 'tis possible for us,
being human, to know pride—or envy.
Death is a lie. There is only motion. When life gives you lemons, just keep calm and troll on (even if that's not your intent).I'll bump this game, as no one else is here.
Do not worry if your thread runs quite slow.
Soon you'll find those who'll put on a good show!
Twitter/Instagram: anzasquiddles. Deviantart: anzahanifathallah.Oh, goodness me, it has been quite a while.
Hmm...
It's always nice to see person smile.
And there's a number all of you should dial.
If you're in Egypt, you should see the Nile.
And now, a word I just made up: it's "Ghlwyle".
edited 24th Jun '17 2:24:31 PM by TropesForever
Wow, rhyme times five? My, my, you're sure on fire!
Twitter/Instagram: anzasquiddles. Deviantart: anzahanifathallah.Within this thread I find I'm not reminded of a moose,
Or much th' realm of animals except for one Choose Goose.
oh, that's why I need this binary mind // ⌘They keep suppressing my will to create.
That's why I chose to become destruction.
Death is a lie. There is only motion. When life gives you lemons, just keep calm and troll on (even if that's not your intent).Look out, this game has fallen down the list! If we lose it, then it might just be missed.
edited 29th Jun '17 3:15:54 PM by TropesForever
Don't worry, my friends, this thread won't depart! With my post in here, the action will restart!
heyJust like the thread for speech without an E,
This thread may be good exercise for me -
My mind is somewhat atrophied of late
From stress and stuff, so this diversion's great.
I work late hours, which is by my choice
As sleep comes slower to me than my friends.
But this night my tormentors have new voice;
my boss plays Christmas music without end.
I drown it out with Netflix, but alas
The phone rings on, unfeelingly and cruel
If one more "Jingle Bell Rock" comes to pass,
My brain shall snap, and in my lap I'll drool.
Think me not Grinch, for Christmas I adore!
But my holiday tolerance is strained.
My love for this eve would stay sweet and pure
If joyful tidings didn't flood, but rained.
And yet, I find myself year after year
A hapless victim of secondhand cheer.
I fear this post became a stress sonnet. I hope this is acceptable to you.
Well done!
edited 5th Dec '17 5:19:48 PM by burinnu
I'm in your fanfiction, correcting your spelling.This wound up a bit of a Disorganized Outline Speech. Sorry.
A full-formed sonnet, built with brilliance!
The syllables seem oddly stressed at times,
But tell all-too-familiar incidents
With humor and the very rightest rhymes.
Myself I wouldn't do it near as well -
For sure not now, with writer's block a pain.
I'm pretty sure my stuff will scan like hell,
And rhymes show much thesaurusing and strain.
And yet I want to make a sonnet too -
Whenever in the past I tried it out,
Creative flow got stopped with Elmer's Glue,
And left me still a sonnetless poor lout.
Here comes the couplet – here's the finish line!
It's terrible, but now a sonnet's mine!
And now, a brand new game for us to play! You'll pick it up as you go on the way. It may seem tough, but you'll soon do it well. (A rotten fruit emits a loathsome smell.) As you can see, we speak in special verse. Compared to Bill, they'll think our stuff is worse! It's rather hard, and many drafts you'll toss. [But] if you do well, your meaning won't be lost.
Yes, hopefully we'll have an awesome time. And extra points to those who make it rhyme!
edited 21st Jun '17 9:06:44 PM by TropesForever