This is why I suck at English class.

[OneEye589]

I draw little squiggle lines on my notes and then try to make faces out of them.

[Tzan]

I draw little squiggle lines on my notes and then try to make faces out of them.

I did a lot too.

Have I mentioned before I hate english classes and teachers.

Nice poems!

[IVhorseman]

I also had a friend in high school who would draw horrifying drawings in class all day of people holding their own heads or having legs for bodies and giant heads or being male prostitute superheroes. None of it was ever really gory, but it was all absolutely adorable in a sickening way.

Hey! I just found one of his old things!

[james+burgundy]

Blitzen, distinguished Owner of the English Language you are quite the artist i like the mean looking duck

[Jaye Tea]

my english teacher is the coach so we do nothing in the class, so me and my corner of friends who sit together all draw horrible renditions of eachother and people in our class, whille he tries to teach.

[Blitzen]

I wrote two more poems last week, which I would have posted sooner, but could not find. I actually started writing my essay on this page, but then it quickly deteriorated into... well, you'll have to read it.

Escape
<i>Tiger, tiger in the sand.
Tiger, tiger rules the land.
Tiger doesn't catch his prey.
Until the tiger runs away.

Through the streets of Old New York,
Tiger, tiger catches pork
In the jaws of no remorse,
'til the cops have tracked his course.</i>


This one makes about half as much sense, but is much longer. Keep in mind that the lumberjack's name is Lumber Jack, and his wife's name is Wife, but he sometimes calls her an endearing Wifey.

Dangerous Duck
<i>There is a lumberjack
with a duck he named Quack.
He was tied in a sack
every time he attacked.

Though the duck was harmless, Lumber Jack was wary.
His little old Wife thought the duck was scary.

So she took his axe
but began to relax
when she saw the face
of cute duckie Quack.

But Quack was angry
and the Wife, he attacked.
He had flippers for feet
which were good for a smack.

And Wifey was scared
'cause the night was black.
As she ran to the house,
she was slapped in the back.

Wifey was bleeding.
Wifey was screaming.

Lumber Jack said, with his old woman screaming,
"Wifey is silly for emotionally feeling.
She's not invested in killing the duck
who's not scary at all, without his blue Truck."

As the Truck rolled out, "What now?" she goaded.
It came closer and closer, then stopped, and exploded.</i>


Also of note is that the due date has been pushed back to Thursday, so I don't really have to start anything for now and have it be a major issue. Also, I am immune to stress.

[pesgores]

*Applause*

[Ross_Varn]

This... this.... Wow.

I... wow.

I am speechless.

[pesgores]

I think it's a poem about Duck-Rolling.

[silvadream]

4/5 Unibrows is what i would rate it

[Shaeph]

*whistles*
nice

[Bonn-o-Tron]

Your poetic genius knows no limits.
A poet is you!

[ahp77]

A poet is you!

KoL?

[Bonn-o-Tron]

No, it originated from Pro Wrestling for the NES. It was an unintentional horrible mistranslation.

[silvadream]

Good