DC-round 2, (Scid vs Unilin)

Started by Andail, Wed 14/05/2003 22:10:02

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Andail

Just plain mocking, must rhyme somehow (ABAB is not necessary anymore, any kind of verse meter is alowed).
Minimum 4 lines, maximum 12.

Unilin starts.

Unilin

Filled with spite,
And lacking might,
To back his words with action.
He'll give a slight,
And then take flight,
To wallow in satisfaction.

For by his parents he was bestowed,
All the morals of a toad.
Society he will corrode,
With surgical exaction.
"He is the deadliest man alive and I want him dead."  -- The Boss, Ett Buttert Utter

Nothing in the universe is certain, probably.

Scid

#2


I once had a cat called supervoice
He threw up a hairball which had in it, a living mouse

The mouse was, understandably, not entirely at ease
And produced some excrement, which strangely contained a live flea

The flea stood up, proud
and said, in a voice quite loud:

"Well, blimey. This experience sure did suck
Fortunately, there is one thing - for which I thanked my luck.
As rotten a state this may have been, that which I found myself in
I could always take pride in not being Unilin."

-.-

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Those who can, do, and those who can't brag about how they do it at least fifty times a day somewhere on the internet.

Unilin

A pustule upon the Earth,
His very presence saps my mirth,
Makes me reconsider the planet's worth,
That allowed him to be born.

And I find that I can not forgive,
A society that would let him live.
Let my wrath be your motive,
To have his heart from him be torn.

I promice you shall not miss the swine,
Who's presence was always quite malign,
From now on life will be devine,
Thus my oath is sworn.
"He is the deadliest man alive and I want him dead."  -- The Boss, Ett Buttert Utter

Nothing in the universe is certain, probably.

Scid

Today, I got a glimpse of Unilins Diary
In it, was his favourite recipe:

Step one: Find dirty underpants in grandma's drawer
Step two: Put in mixer, blend, devour

Also in there was information about his youth, for all to be seen
Turns out he's been abadoned on a porch by his parents... at the age of nineteen

He's also had to have brain surgery done, not once, twice, but fifty times
Not because it's so persistant, but because his brain, the doctors just couldn't find

Ah, as you see, Unilin - a sophisticated person he's not
And also, he's like this huge world-devouring robot
Which, speaks for his character, very much... not!
Those who can, do, and those who can't brag about how they do it at least fifty times a day somewhere on the internet.

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