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Do you prefer to read poetry, or to write it?
Do you mostly write your own poetry, and seldom read anyone elses? Or do you mostly read other peoples poetry, and have little desire to write your own? Or do you read other people's poetry just as much as you write your own?
| I prefer to write my own poetry. | 14 | |
| I prefer to read other people's poetry. | 17 | |
| I read and write poetry in equal amounts. | 11 | |
| I don't read or write poetry, but I still want to vote. | 30 |
Both. Give me a letter of the alphabet and I'll write you a poem about something beginning with that letter and also a pig.
He writes his name in a crazy font,
His uniqueness it does flaunt,
Caught my eye,
Complex guy,
A poem about F is what I want.
Thank you, kind sir. You made it very easy for me because there's an F word which rhymes with pig. Much appreciated.
Truffles are normally snuffled by pigs
But I often send them climbing for (f)igs
With little wings, they'll safely try
And if they fall, well... pigs might fly
You made quick work of that task,
So a new favor I will ask,
Another letter,
May be better,
How about the first letter in "mask"?
Thank you again, kind sir, for making it easy. From a flying pig, to the letter M conjuring the Russian fighter plane, the Mig. Much appreciated.
M is difficult for flying pigs
Unless they're flying Russian (M)igs
Hopefully, sir, you will be taken
With this idea of Soviet bacon
Messenger of fear and sight,
Dark deception kills the light
Hybrid children watch the sea,
Pray for father, roaming free
Fearless wretch
Insanity
He watches
lurking, beneath the sea
Great Old One
Forbidden sight
Hunter of the Shadows is rising
Immortal
In Madness You Dwell
Crawling chaos underground,
Cult has summoned twisted sound!
Out of ruins once posessed,
Fallen city, living death
Fearless wretch
Insanity
He watches
lurking, beneath the sea
Great Old One
Forbidden sight
Hunter of the Shadows is rising
Immortal
In Madness You Dwell
Not dead which eternal lie,
Sranger eons death may die
Drain you of your sanity,
Face the Thing That Should Not Be
Fearless wretch
Insanity
He watches
lurking, beneath the sea
Great Old One
Forbidden sight
Hunter of the Shadows is rising
Immortal
In Madness You Dwell
I write limericks.
The landlord's coming for the rent,
All my money's long been spent,
I'll hide under my duvet,
Until he goes away,
But I fear he will not relent.
I used to write it more than I read it now I read it more than I write it
I read it, but I've never thought to write my own. My poetry would be pretty crap. Love reading it, though.
Be it poetry rhymes or songs and verse,
I cant seem to write it my rhymes are the worst.
So i prefer reading what others have scrawled,
In books and letters and on bathroom walls.
Although on reflection this wasnt so bad,
It seems there is talent I didnt know that I had.
Perhaps I have the makings of a famous song writer,
Or maybe I should stick to my day job after all.
lol
I lost all my good poems when my computer got hacked :( I no longer feel like writing them as much ever since that happened but I write a couple still whenever I feel bored. I do like reading them though.
I mean you can tie a fox's head to a Cadillac but that doesn't sell in the sticks, if you know what I mean.
In his posts he makes little sense,
He likes to make jokes at others' expense,
Most are stale,
It's called a fail,
Nothing can be said in his defense.
I love to read poems.
I used to write my own in the past, managed to get two of them published and nearly a third. These days I don't really have the inspiration or want to write my own stuff. I wouldn't know where to start.
I don't really read poetry nor do I write my own. I dislike most poetry ever since I took a class on it last year.
I just read other people's poetry. I never write my own, unless I have to for school