I was attempting to “white-man” rap (I’m not being racist here. I’m just poking fun at a joke from my school’s newspaper, The Acorn) on Friday during AP European history:
They were writing pure of heart.
They weren’t writing for world domination.
Of the mind’s eye uncorrupted,
For fellow man unquestionably,
but betrayed by the flaws of man.
The first two lines were borrowed from what Mrs. W said when discussing Shermans. I don’t plan to return them soon. I considered having the last line be: They strive forever. But I decided against it.
What is existentialism?
It is that which is different from the traditional.
It is that which you think it is.
It is that which no one knows.
Ask someone else.
This was inspired at an attempt to answer Steve’s question: What is existentialism?
Why I don’t know when I gaze
into the deep abyss of your shishogan eyes,
Your pretty tails that accent your fine face,
makes me want to adore you for eternity.
Me trying to mimic those really good poets. Please ignore it.
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Poetry is gay.
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Not really, unless the last one is about Eugene.
To think that the last one is about Eugene makes me want to commit seppuku!
*Tries to cut stomach with pencil*
It’s intended for a girl! I swear!
What girl what girl? GAHHH I want to know who Mike likes!!!!!
What are you talking about? What if I meant “girl” in the generic sense?
Nonsense! I don’t like.
Yes you do. Maybe not at the moment, but I know your secret identity!
Plus, the rest of the civilized world does too. Why else would there be a television commercial ending with the line:
“Hey Mikey! He likes it!”
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