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Dear True LoveDear true love,
I just wanted to write to you
And say that well well...i was touched
That you went to so much effort
To give me such "exquisite" gifts
But true love don't do it again
Your knowledge of me is quite poor
Every day of Christmas was hell
And I feared the bell at my door
A partridge, Swans, French hens and doves
I admit were lovely in song
But since I have Ornithophobia*
The choice of birds was wrong
Those five days of fowls at my door
Sent me screaming to a right royal mess
Here's a tip next time you spend cash;
What's wrong with a simple white dress?
I don't even like fruit
So what was with the pear?
(I couldn't even go near the tree
Since the darn bird was there)
The only thing you got right, boy
Was my love of golden rings
But my love turned sour, cheapskate!
When I found they're only toy rings!
I've never liked dancing
So when the ninth day came
Ladies tangoed into my house
Then forced me to do the same!
The other random folks you sent
Were just as bad a
Rudolph's ConfessionRudolph's Confession
Without trying to be boastful
I think I can safely admit
That out of all the reindeers here
That number one is where I sit
The whole wide world adores me
And remember my name quite well
But the world doesn't know my secret
so I guess now it's time to tell.
I came to the north pole workshop
A bright eyed (and nosed) newbie guy
Santa signed me up straight away
And promised me I'd be sky high
That year I led the foggy way
My red gleaming nose and I soared!
The taunting and teasing stopped dead
And I was now loved and adored
But the following year changed that
When I asked to fly lead again
Santa gave a shake of his head
And proceeded to explain
This is no foggy Christmas Eve
My sight's fine, I think you'd agree
Last year was only a once of
So Rudolph, stop badgering me!
Little did I know Mr. Claus
had stuck in a 'clause' of his own
The contract I signed years ago
Banned me from 'Perfect weather zones'
Clear skies I'm not allowed to fly
Only under fog and d
Class of 2009The Class of 2009 (Thank you, come again.)
You've got your claps
You've got your cheers
You've got signatures
And photos with peers
Now get the fuck out.
You heard me.
Yes it's all very sweet
To watch you all go
But we've now got to plan
The 2010 show
You're on your own now, kid
We wash our hands clean
Of bells and schoolbooks
And a daily routine
We've controlled how you think
For thirteen years
Our contract is now up
It's you who now steers
Oh come now, don't cry
I thought we planned this
We told you it was inevitable
That life's not all bliss
You'll hit speed humps
And not have us to aid
And while you lay there
You'll wish you would have stayed
So have fun out there
No reason to be afraid!
Thank you, come again
Thanks for having played!
Chinese WhispersChinese Whispers
Chinese Wisp errs
Chime ease puss puss
Try knees whiskers
Tai needs slippers
Tied his hip hurts
Writer's BlockI cant write for the life of me.
Theres just nothing coming up in
My mind for my creative side to see
And pick and choose a thing
To write so candidly about.
This blasted writers block
Throws me into doubt
Puts my mind in lock
And throws away the key.
Now as I sit in my chair
Staring at a blank white page
Giving a blank white stare
Right back at me...
I try so hard to place
Pen to paper and turn the sea
Into a river of words
But in my haste;
I end up frying my brain
With will power instead of contents
On my page. All I gain
Is a few scribbles... and all this nonsense
Is throwing me into a fit of rage
Of horrible red hot hate!
If only I could fill this page
oh hang on, wait
Tobacco ArmageddonA freshly-made omelette implodes with a "thud,"
result of an attempted "good morning!" flood.
Your smile broke my limit, the doughnuts just flew;
a tempestuous barrage from me unto you.
The coffee is splattered all over the walls,
some melting eclairs are smeared in the halls.
The sausage was good until you said my name.
A lunatic mantra exploding my brain.
My fingers are shaking and I cannot see,
there's a force inside me that wants to be free.
Please run before I do what I might regret,
I just haven't had my morning cigarette.
Attack On Titans Cap. 6 (Parte No. 1)Narración Normal
Andrea cayó de rodillas ante la debilidad que la dominaba en aquel momento, Eren se sentó junto a ella mientras miraba a la gran bola de gente en donde se habían ido los padres de Andrea, Eren los reconoció, pues eran de las familias más conocidas dentro de María, Eren sabia que habían dejado a Andrea sola a los seis años a su suerte en María, por suerte todo la ayudaron, por lo mismo de que sus padres eran de gran poder en María, sus ojos, los cuales estaban llenos de lagrimas tenían un color violeta, Eren iba a preguntar pero llegaron Armin con la mayoría de los chicos que vieron el “espectáculo” de tiempo antes, iba Armin, Mikasa, Jean, Christa, Akane, Juzet, Misaki, Sea, entre uno que otro chico o chica desconocido, uno de los chicos desconocidos se acerco a ellos, era de cabellos castaños amarrados y con un lado rapado y uno que otro mechón d
The Naval Treaty: Percy Phelps“Tadpole” Phelps
Gave tiny yelps,
As playmates attacked him with a wicket.
It just wasn’t cricket.
Tavern Song A Toast To The Guardians Of DAWhatever became of the Guardians?---
(famous in song and story):
young, saber-rattling enthusiasts
with hard-ons for internet glory.
hate jobhate job
take up golf
just a hack
stuck in bed
reach for remote
fall on head
tied to chair
sit and stare
Attack On Titans Cap. 6 (Parte No. 2)Narración Normal
Sea iba caminando mientras hablaba con un chico de cabellos negros cortos y de ojos verdes muy llamativos, su nombre era Silver, Sea sintió como algo en ella se volvía a sentir mejor desde la muerte de su hermana, como si la felicidad volviera a ella de la mejor forma, todos empezaron a convivir unos con otros, al llegar al primer entrenamiento el que estaba a cargo de ellos soltó un grito de enojo-¡MUY BIEN ESCORIAS FORMENCE POR NOMBRES!-les grito, cada uno tomo su lugar y hizo el saludo, llevando su puño hacia su corazón honrando a todos lo que murieron antes de ellos, el oficial a cargo paso enfrente de cada uno inspeccionando cada rostro, se detuvo en un chico de cabello café claro y ojos verdes intensos-¡DIME TU NOMBRE COMPLETO Y QUE QUIERES HACER AQUÍ!-le grito en la cara al chico-Antonio Nosutarujia, vengo para honrar a mi familia-dijo en voz alta y firme, el oficial lo miro y siguió con
If I could fly...
If I could fly I'd crash into a tree
And that is why God didn't give me wings
I fly all the time,just in my dreams
Even so,I still crash into things
Gods Thunder~GODS THUNDER~
Thunder storm, thunder storm, let your sound be heard. Thunder storm oh thunder storm it's time to share Gods word. If I love you you'll be spared to live on and breed, but if you sinned I'll zap you now, of you I have no need. Let that flash and roaring noise be your lasting proof, that if you don't believe in me I'm gonna zap you're roof. Thunder storm, thunder storm dance and sing away, thunder storm oh thunder storm kill all sinners today.
An Ode To ZombiesYour eyes are pale as your granite tomb,
Your flesh, it gleams by light of moon
My blood drips from your jaws like rivers of roses,
Sweet fragrance as your body decomposes
Let me join you in your meditation,
Your soothing moans and contemplation,
Of simple thoughts and simple needs,
Like blood to drink and brains to eat
Oh what I'd give to reach enlightenment
On the level of the dead,
To conquer death itself
And come to life again
An ode to NetspeakNetspeak (150 characters)
Im not one for netspeak
It really makes me sick
To throw aside our syntax
And make yourself look thick
Is all the space we need
For our hopes, our dreams, our aspirations!
(it costs more if we exceed)
Orwell thought this would happen
But called it newspeak (the quack!)
If he had have changed the w
Hed be more along our track
Say whatever you want
But dont keep it simple and plain!
Whats that you write? Brb?
Lol we do exclaim!
We feel the need to tell eachother
How we look when we have read
All our lols lmaos and rofls
We wouldnt want to have mislead
But dont think youll avoid it
It happens to the best
So start using those num63r5
nd gve ths vwls a rst
So heres to you, netspeak
You grammar ignoring fad
As far as idiom revolutions go
Youre the best weve ever had
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