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[JOKE POEM] – DARRELLCHAN
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A Short Poem Written By: Addit
Proofread By: Addit
A Short Poem Written By: Addit
Proofread By: Addit
Hey, guys – did you guys know that I like writing poems that mostly rhyme…??? Didn’t think so.
So after hearing about Liberty’s – and RMN’s – misadventures with a so-called “Mr. Chan,” I decided to make a short poem / story about it. I know, it’s a bit mean (considering I don’t know much about the guy or the history behind it), but I wanted to do this for the shits and giggles of it, more than anything else. If any of you (like Darrell) is offended by it, my only advice to you is to just relax and don’t take it too personally; it’s a joke! And that’s what I like to do.
Enjoy!!!
With a stroll and a swagger,
He soon logs in.
Typing with secret password and milkshake in hand,
DarrellChan has come – baring his right hand!
A perennial stalker by trait –
this brilliant man knows how to circulate.
“Hehehehehe,” with a girlish gleam,
“Soon everybody will be subscribing to me!”
“All those fools who thought my game was rather lame,
they have no idea the soon-to-be fame I shall claim!!!”
“All I have to do is post it online,
and hopefully the mods shall accept it up in time.”
DarrellChan had big plans in hand,
but there was something even he could not understand…
“Blast,” said the flabbergasted Chan,
“It would appear that I have a newbie enemy at hand!
Darrell was disappointed to find,
a warning message from Liberty had soon arrived.
“Dear Mr. Chan,”
said the message at hand,
“We regret to inform you that your frivolous deeds have come to an end.
Give up this tirade - before we cut loose ends!”
In an utter state of panic, Darrell soon to began to contemplate;
a life without RMN is at state!
“She’s just jealous of my awesome power!”
“Now behold - the final hour!!!”
He soon pushed the button of his latest blog post.
The man was truly insane, sitting by his bed post.
*Yawn* “…I’m sleepy,” said Mr. Chan,
“I should probably just go to bed.”
As he soon turned off his machine – and hit the count towards three –
DarrellChan soon began, a dream with him with glory in his hand.
A vision of excellence was dancing among his brain,
while he secretly laughed while dealing with his pain.
The next day, his neck was rather quite sore,
as he began to tell his brother another bore.
“There I was – strapped into bed,
with the greatest tale to ever go to my head!”
“I was lying in the bush,
stalking my pray as I fell down and whoosh!”
His brother was not amused by the tale that ensued.
“Yeah, right,” said the little man - “Your stories are always so fucking bad.”
Darrell was soon upset through his little brother’s lack of faith.
So he soon decided to turn his attention to another kind of slate.
“Blasted RMN and all those losers!
They're the ones that are all such hoosiers!!!”
“If they could only understand my level of brilliance –
so too can this world be at my prowess!”
Then, DarrellChan got himself an idea…
An idea so foul and wicked, that the very sight of it soon got him interested…
“I’ll post a second game in a row –
with more unoriginal characters to show!
“And then, that will show that blasted RMN,
as I rise to fame – once again!!!”
DarrellChan soon rushed upstairs to his computer,
while tripping on the cord of his other used computer.
“Ow…why is this thing here,
I have no time to bear!!!”
Getting up from his latest trip,
DarrellChan soon finds his latest quip.
A ban screen pops up on display,
as the man begins to countlessly refresh the page.
“No, this cannot be happening!
THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING, I SAY!!!”
Shaking his monitor with such a violent force,
even Darrell couldn’t control his total remorse.
“God damn, Liberty something-or-something,”
shouted with incredible speech.
“As soon as I get unbanned –
I’m coming to snap at your feet!!!”
With a laughter and a smile,
DarrellChan soon began his ultimate desire.
“I’ll find out where she lives and give her this antique!
Once she gets it – POW, it’s-a-me!!!”
So, if anything this story has taught us,
even the dumbest of RMN’s elite can go mental upon us.
And unlike DarrellChan fate,
this is one story with a happy sense of taste.
~ FIN
*thoughts and praise, plz*
(EDIT: Darn typos...)
Oh DarrellChan...
Somehow this is extremely accurate.
Also, watch out for rhyming twice in the same sentence with the previous sentence, unless you do it throughout.
I noticed you used 'hand' a lot, and rhymed hand with hand once.
Food for thought! Great poem.
Somehow this is extremely accurate.
Also, watch out for rhyming twice in the same sentence with the previous sentence, unless you do it throughout.
I noticed you used 'hand' a lot, and rhymed hand with hand once.
Food for thought! Great poem.
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