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i hoped the sonnets guy would be back. i shall try to do one myself, but differently.
nice. ask chatgpt how it could be improven
>>24464939 (OP)Sonnets usually have 14 lines, but you've written far too much already
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>>24465082it's pathetic to say this every time you see someone better than you. utesne semper machina, confessabasque?
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>>24465085i only meant a verse thread. derive the system of my novel stanzaic form, or be silent.
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i know the guy transcribed everything last time, but i would like to gatekeep a little. amelioreatis.
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chatgpt only means you need to see things written with your eyes. i could do this live.
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i understand writing is scary, but you have to try. it doesn't have to be cursive, okay?
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fine. i'll start transcribing everything for you screenbrains. the state of things is pretty sad, i think.
i'll list all my enemies.
chief among them, then, are these:
sun, and sand, and summer breeze.
they force me in day to lie,
shirking work, when sun is high;
i in winter, bit by bit,
finance summer's deficit.
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i'll list all my enemies.
chief among them, then, are these:
sun, and sand, and summer breeze.
they force me in day to lie,
shirking work, when sun is high;
i in winter, bit by bit,
finance summer's deficit.
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next in line are couches, foods,
entertainments, lusty moods;
these, and fear of being sued,
keep me from what, in truth, i view
as my duty, and yours too --
if you see this, i choose you.
we have lots of work to do.
>>24464939 (OP)>mutt's take on cursive handwriting
>>24468557yeah exactly lol
it actually grinds my gears seeing tryhard handwriting, messy writing looks better.
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>>24468584write yourself then, fumble-nuts.
here there are no ifs or buts.
yes, i was a third-grade whiz,
trying hard to pass my quiz --
we all learned to write like this,
back before about aught-six.
o, tempores mutabint.
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>>24468557what, are you a purebred pup,
cowering with shriveled nuts?
what is stated must be proved;
in verse, too, or else, you lose.
worse than mutt: kiyoodle i,
snurfuling always the sky.
next to me, you are a fly.
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people now can neither read,
nor write, anything but tripe;
like a horse on pallid feed,
their dull eyes, are nearly dead;
like a body in a morgue,
brains decay inside their head.
i but bake some hospice-bread.
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'tis no balm, nor will it cure;
nothing truly is for sure,
but what's found in ancient books
deserves, i think, again new looks.
i broke form in that last line.
when i start in on my wine,
i oft fall from perfect rhyme.
>>24464939 (OP)write in print since your cursive looks like you've had multiple strokes
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>>24470314i've long years of cursive work,
sixth grade right on back to third.
if you write a better script,
show us all your loopy tricks.
as it stands, since i'm alone,
i'm in first, and on the throne.
write in verse, pathetic gnome.
>>24464939 (OP)>american cursive
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>>24470354shut your stupid fucking hole.
you are lower than a mole,
posting in my pretty thread
drivel such as you have said.
what place are you from, you worm?
it is none of my concern,
but, for venom's sake, i'd learn.
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if i am to go on long,
i must needs then start a song.
old-time lays, fill me with rage,
let's chip blocks of ancient age;
fill my ballpoint combo-gauge;
i would more be fool than sage
for - just look - fools run the place.
>>24464939 (OP)This is what my handwriting looked like when I was 10 kek
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>>24470549show us what it looks like now.
you are all such wieners, wow.
not an earnest soul in sight.
none but me will dare the light.
claims of talent, are not new:
if they are not in our view,
what good they, and what good you?
I will contribute to this thread
A poem straight out from my head
I worry not about the dead
Or where the working minds have fled
I ask you please to go to bed
Your poetry has turned red
So let the master show his cred
And save your thread from falling dead
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>>24470605not quite on the meter, dear,
but who else is trying, here?
are they quiet out of fear?
come now, i'll be nice to you,
give you all the credit due;
come, you hairy ingenues,
i but sing while my tea brews.
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>>24470607get it right the first time, friend,
or delete and post again.
there's no edit function here,
like there's no undrinking beer
unless one should throw it up.
with this postlet, we are stuck,
like a littered plastic cup.
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king me, queen me, black-book crew --
i believe his tale of you.
what hast thou, that thou hast stole;
where are all they captured souls?
see that thou, hast angels there,
who for dignity hath care --
i fiend am, though i am fair.
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what can any do to me
in a land where food is free?
if in jail, i will not starve,
i then fear, no serious harm.
thus are we, we human things,
who as cattlemen, or kings,
are still daily foraging.
>>24468557>>24470314>>24470354 Spencer or Palmer cursive bros?
>>24471168O wonโt you please reveal your name
To say Anonโs not quite the same
But should it fail to meet my metre
Iโll have to call you lonely Peter
And tell your mum Iโd love to meet her
A British broad outranks a Sheila
And that should say just where Iโm from
Iโll ask you please to call me Tom
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>>24472658peter saith, "once with me
even tom wen happily.
odd though i then was, and stay,
even tom would walk my way.
ofter when the day was gray.
he would stepwise follow me,
out of sight, but listening."
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>>24472314cur non scribis? utne videstur?
dices lente; picta celerior.
habebim in unam viam vel alteram,
ab orbis vel ab arboris.
abes, possum: ergo magister sum;
ergo audite, vocatores,
scribe vel cade; ubi mutat?
>>24472965Although your words have moved me so
I fear I have to let you know
Your metre falls quite far below
What I expect from he that throws
A post about the metre dear
But that is neither there nor here;
Our dialogue does give me joy
A demagogue I will employ
To share its sport across the board
When time declares this joust unmoored
And drifting in the great blue sea,
Anons will share some poetry
Which bears the style of Peter and me
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>>24473278regulate your tongue, you knave:
you have that, which nature gave,
trunk, and limbs, and useful brian.
make of them then, some good use;
you troll me, or are obtuse.
pictures, fucker, or get out;
render what thou speakst about.
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you use iambs, that are full;
i the first small syllable
cut, so that i open strong,
and lest i go overlong,
which is my more usual sin,
i am strictly sevening.
you're in charge of even things.
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>>24473272you use iambs, that are full;
i the first small syllable
cut, so that i open strong,
and lest i go overlong,
which is my more usual sin,
i am strictly sevening.
you're in charge of even things.
KILL YOURSELF
>KILL YOURSELF
KILL YOURSELF
>KILL YOURSELF