Quote (donothegod @ 3 Jun 2010 09:49)
There one was a man who lived in a can.
He was very poor, and had an odor you couldn't ignore.
He went about town, with a very large frown.
Hoping to find a new home, and that is the end of my poem.
There once was a nerd, whose voice was to never be heard.
Clicking, and typing all his days away
Sat inside all day, bitching and griping
Like a helpless child always crying
Once simple sentence made him riled
Too easy to troll.
He is just a beezy, and from this thread i will roll.