Alright since this seems to be a big Fad right now, I figured I'd do something reminiscent of ASF's "Never Ending Line"
Although here, you'll need a little more wit, because it's going to have to rhyme.
And when I mean rhyme I mean in the ammount of sillables as well.
It's not working all that well if you have something like
"All the while the men were walking tall and making faces to the sky"
and then followed by
"then they'd die."
Which I can agree, yeah it rhymes, but it's too easy like that.
THIS way, if someone makes a huge line like the first one in my example, it actually creates a challenge for the next poster.
You can also try to make certain parts of your sentence rhyme with the latter one such as.
"On the winding stairs they went"
followed by
"With the finding of this Trent"
So there ya go, oh and just because I'm an ass. if something you write doesn't rhyme, I'll be sure to point it out, and make everyone laugh at you :D.
So, here we go.
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If all were good and classy, They would surely fancy... Yet it wouldn't work with out a doubt, now they're all sad and starting to pout...
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I hope thats what your looking for J, and if so it looks to turn out as a great thread. :D That line makes absolutely no sense when added to Jaid's, AO.
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If all were good and classy, They would surely fancy...
a pipe opposed to a fag, and checkers instead of tag...
Like that? yeah that's better
so I guess we'll be switching the rhyme each time... ... that rhymed.. ugh.
ok so here we go.
"And so they pranced to the palace, where they drank from TINM's Chalice.." "And kissed his ring, for he was king"
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This kind of game is always fun If all were good and classy, They would surely fancy...
a pipe opposed to a fag, and checkers instead of tag...
"And so they pranced to the palace, where they drank from TINM's Chalice.."
"For no other was so grand, or blessed with such beauty a pineal gland."
Mr U That was grand, without a doubt,
though where's the part I scream and shout,
where it is says 'and then they died'?
Ok, I suck at this. So sue me lol.
Next!
EDIT: Ok, who edited this ^ LOL. If all were good and classy, They would surely fancy...
a pipe opposed to a fag, and checkers instead of tag...
"And so they pranced to the palace, where they drank from TINM's Chalice.."
"For no other was so grand, or blessed with such beauty a pineal gland."
That was grand, without a doubt,
though where's the rhyme I scream and shout,
where it is said 'and then they died'?
And "Peace" TINM said unto them,
and smell of weed did originate from him.
Yet even so, his splendor remained,
Unaffected, in no way tamed,
He was still king, he was still Grand,
Still capable of making his demand.
And so he did issue a quest,
"Now Go", he said, "Go, ye, West."
"Find me a wife, or better, a concubine,
Find someone with whom I can dine.
With whom I can share my fantasies,
Go my friends, go in Peace."
And so the fellowship did leave,
Ready to fight, ready to cleave.
Mr U If all were good and classy, They would surely fancy...
a pipe opposed to a fag, and checkers instead of tag...
"And so they pranced to the palace, where they drank from TINM's Chalice.."
"For no other was so grand, or blessed with such beauty a pineal gland."
That was grand, without a doubt,
though where's the rhyme I scream and shout,
where it is said 'and then they died'?
And "Peace" TINM said unto them,
and smell of weed did originate from him.
Yet even so, his splendor remained,
Unaffected, in no way tamed,
He was still king, he was still Grand,
Still capable of making his demand.
And so he did issue a quest,
"Now Go", he said, "Go, ye, West."
"Find me a wife, or better, a concubine,
Find someone with whom I can dine.
With whom I can share my fantasies,
Go my friends, go in Peace."
And so the fellowship did leave,
Ready to fight, ready to cleave.
Their weapons numbered many,
Scarce few owned a penny,
So a jig they did dance,
With a leap and a prance.
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Did I do it right? :) If all were good and classy, They would surely fancy...
a pipe opposed to a fag, and checkers instead of tag...
"And so they pranced to the palace, where they drank from TINM's Chalice.."
"For no other was so grand, or blessed with such beauty a pineal gland."
That was grand, without a doubt,
though where's the rhyme I scream and shout,
where it is said 'and then they died'?
And "Peace" TINM said unto them,
and smell of weed did originate from him.
Yet even so, his splendor remained,
Unaffected, in no way tamed,
He was still king, he was still Grand,
Still capable of making his demand.
And so he did issue a quest,
"Now Go", he said, "Go, ye, West."
"Find me a wife, or better, a concubine,
Find someone with whom I can dine.
With whom I can share my fantasies,
Go my friends, go in Peace."
And so the fellowship did leave,
Ready to fight, ready to cleave.
Their weapons numbered many,
Scarce few owned a penny,
So a jig they did dance,
With a leap and a prance.
their frolics yielded much,
with bags of money in clutch,
westward fro' to concubines,
all for the King but one is thine,
a perk to them gran-ted by right,
for prancing like fools,
and dancing in tights. If all were good and classy, They would surely fancy...
a pipe opposed to a fag, and checkers instead of tag...
"And so they pranced to the palace, where they drank from TINM's Chalice.."
"For no other was so grand, or blessed with such beauty a pineal gland."
That was grand, without a doubt,
though where's the rhyme I scream and shout,
where it is said 'and then they died'?
And "Peace" TINM said unto them,
and smell of weed did originate from him.
Yet even so, his splendor remained,
Unaffected, in no way tamed,
He was still king, he was still Grand,
Still capable of making his demand.
And so he did issue a quest,
"Now Go", he said, "Go, ye, West."
"Find me a wife, or better, a concubine,
Find someone with whom I can dine.
With whom I can share my fantasies,
Go my friends, go in Peace."
And so the fellowship did leave,
Ready to fight, ready to cleave.
Their weapons numbered many,
Scarce few owned a penny,
So a jig they did dance,
With a leap and a prance.
their frolics yielded much,
with bags of money in clutch,
westward fro' to concubines,
all for the King but one is thine,
a perk to them gran-ted by right,
for prancing like fools,
and dancing in tights.
Yet none could deny what beauty the held,
No one to resist the false tones in which they yelled.
But an event had to occur,
Something would have to stir,
If not, the story would become a bore,
Quoth the raven, Nevermore!
Mr U If all were good and classy, They would surely fancy...
a pipe opposed to a fag, and checkers instead of tag...
"And so they pranced to the palace, where they drank from TINM's Chalice.."
"For no other was so grand, or blessed with such beauty a pineal gland."
That was grand, without a doubt,
though where's the rhyme I scream and shout,
where it is said 'and then they died'?
And "Peace" TINM said unto them,
and smell of weed did originate from him.
Yet even so, his splendor remained,
Unaffected, in no way tamed,
He was still king, he was still Grand,
Still capable of making his demand.
And so he did issue a quest,
"Now Go", he said, "Go, ye, West."
"Find me a wife, or better, a concubine,
Find someone with whom I can dine.
With whom I can share my fantasies,
Go my friends, go in Peace."
And so the fellowship did leave,
Ready to fight, ready to cleave.
Their weapons numbered many,
Scarce few owned a penny,
So a jig they did dance,
With a leap and a prance.
their frolics yielded much,
with bags of money in clutch,
westward fro' to concubines,
all for the King but one is thine,
a perk to them gran-ted by right,
for prancing like fools,
and dancing in tights.
[color=pink]Yet none could deny what beauty the held,
No one to resist the false tones in which they yelled.
But an event had to occur,
Something would have to stir,
If not, the story would become a bore,
Quoth the raven, Nevermore!
Nevermore! Nevermore! Nevermore!
screamed and moaned the whores,
for King T-I-N-M’s issued quest was near complete,
as he weathered and toiled and soiled the sheets,
“Concubines found by subjects so loyal,
are certainly fit for this Grand, classy royal!”
“Now gather round harem and view the King’s scepter,
tell me your thoughts as most qualified inspectors.”
as they viewed the noble chard of King T-I-N-M,
they noticed the room began to go dim,
for the rays of the sun blocked by the King’s might,
gave testament to harem’s approval and other men’s spite,
“As concubine of the harem, I must say of King T-I-N-M,
his scepter has many many more……..uh, inches? than most men?”
“A wise observation,” exclaimed the King!
“For the outspoken whore, I require just one more thing……”
-Anomolous HAHAH this rocks! GOod job! If all were good and classy, They would surely fancy...
a pipe opposed to a fag, and checkers instead of tag...
"And so they pranced to the palace, where they drank from TINM's Chalice.."
"For no other was so grand, or blessed with such beauty a pineal gland."
That was grand, without a doubt,
though where's the rhyme I scream and shout,
where it is said 'and then they died'?
And "Peace" TINM said unto them,
and smell of weed did originate from him.
Yet even so, his splendor remained,
Unaffected, in no way tamed,
He was still king, he was still Grand,
Still capable of making his demand.
And so he did issue a quest,
"Now Go", he said, "Go, ye, West."
"Find me a wife, or better, a concubine,
Find someone with whom I can dine.
With whom I can share my fantasies,
Go my friends, go in Peace."
And so the fellowship did leave,
Ready to fight, ready to cleave.
Their weapons numbered many,
Scarce few owned a penny,
So a jig they did dance,
With a leap and a prance.
their frolics yielded much,
with bags of money in clutch,
westward fro' to concubines,
all for the King but one is thine,
a perk to them gran-ted by right,
for prancing like fools,
and dancing in tights.
Yet none could deny what beauty the held,
No one to resist the false tones in which they yelled.
But an event had to occur,
Something would have to stir,
If not, the story would become a bore,
Quoth the raven, Nevermore!
Nevermore! Nevermore! Nevermore!
screamed and moaned the whores,
for King T-I-N-M’s issued quest was near complete,
as he weathered and toiled and soiled the sheets,
“Concubines found by subjects so loyal,
are certainly fit for this Grand, classy royal!”
“Now gather round harem and view the King’s scepter,
tell me your thoughts as most qualified inspectors.”
as they viewed the noble chard of King T-I-N-M,
they noticed the room began to go dim,
for the rays of the sun blocked by the King’s might,
gave testament to harem’s approval and other men’s spite,
“As concubine of the harem, I must say of King T-I-N-M,
his scepter has many many more……..uh, inches? than most men?”
“A wise observation,” exclaimed the King!
“For the outspoken whore, I require just one more thing……”
"Your hat, your wallet, oh yeah, and your ring"
He handed them over, and pulled out a Bow,
"Give them back, or you'll taste this arrow"
The king did not care,
He will die tomorrow,
"I have cancer, right in my anus,"
"Talk to my doctor, his name's Alfred Janus"
"So if I die, before I awake, pray the lord my soul to take,"
"And then you shall take, back all your possesions "
"But I will haunt you, so may this be thou's lesson,"
He stepped back in fear, waiting for the words,
"Is this a joke? This is completely Ubsurd"
"Then drop your bow, and hear me through,"
"If I die, then you're coming too" If all were good and classy, They would surely fancy...
a pipe opposed to a fag, and checkers instead of tag...
"And so they pranced to the palace, where they drank from TINM's Chalice.."
"For no other was so grand, or blessed with such beauty a pineal gland."
That was grand, without a doubt,
though where's the rhyme I scream and shout,
where it is said 'and then they died'?
And "Peace" TINM said unto them,
and smell of weed did originate from him.
Yet even so, his splendor remained,
Unaffected, in no way tamed,
He was still king, he was still Grand,
Still capable of making his demand.
And so he did issue a quest,
"Now Go", he said, "Go, ye, West."
"Find me a wife, or better, a concubine,
Find someone with whom I can dine.
With whom I can share my fantasies,
Go my friends, go in Peace."
And so the fellowship did leave,
Ready to fight, ready to cleave.
Their weapons numbered many,
Scarce few owned a penny,
So a jig they did dance,
With a leap and a prance.
their frolics yielded much,
with bags of money in clutch,
westward fro' to concubines,
all for the King but one is thine,
a perk to them gran-ted by right,
for prancing like fools,
and dancing in tights.
Yet none could deny what beauty the held,
No one to resist the false tones in which they yelled.
But an event had to occur,
Something would have to stir,
If not, the story would become a bore,
Quoth the raven, Nevermore!
Nevermore! Nevermore! Nevermore!
screamed and moaned the whores,
for King T-I-N-M’s issued quest was near complete,
as he weathered and toiled and soiled the sheets,
“Concubines found by subjects so loyal,
are certainly fit for this Grand, classy royal!”
“Now gather round harem and view the King’s scepter,
tell me your thoughts as most qualified inspectors.”
as they viewed the noble chard of King T-I-N-M,
they noticed the room began to go dim,
for the rays of the sun blocked by the King’s might,
gave testament to harem’s approval and other men’s spite,
“As concubine of the harem, I must say of King T-I-N-M,
his scepter has many many more……..uh, inches? than most men?”
“A wise observation,” exclaimed the King!
“For the outspoken whore, I require just one more thing……”
"Your hat, your wallet, oh yeah, and your ring"
He handed them over, and pulled out a Bow,
"Give them back, or you'll taste this arrow"
The king did not care,
He will die tomorrow,
"I have cancer, right in my anus,"
"Talk to my doctor, his name's Alfred Janus"
"So if I die, before I awake, pray the lord my soul to take,"
"And then you shall take, back all your possesions "
"But I will haunt you, so may this be thou's lesson,"
He stepped back in fear, waiting for the words,
"Is this a joke? This is completely Ubsurd"
"Then drop your bow, and hear me through,"
"If I die, then you're coming too"
...
What? When? Who-Where-Why?
What's the problem with your Jack's eye?
'Cancer of the anus'? Is that really real?
Sounds like you've been fingering, cos you like the feel.
"Ewwwwm...yuck...I think I'm gonna chuck...
I've never heard of something so fuct!"
Said... If all were good and classy, They would surely fancy...
a pipe opposed to a fag, and checkers instead of tag...
"And so they pranced to the palace, where they drank from TINM's Chalice.."
"For no other was so grand, or blessed with such beauty a pineal gland."
That was grand, without a doubt,
though where's the rhyme I scream and shout,
where it is said 'and then they died'?
And "Peace" TINM said unto them,
and smell of weed did originate from him.
Yet even so, his splendor remained,
Unaffected, in no way tamed,
He was still king, he was still Grand,
Still capable of making his demand.
And so he did issue a quest,
"Now Go", he said, "Go, ye, West."
"Find me a wife, or better, a concubine,
Find someone with whom I can dine.
With whom I can share my fantasies,
Go my friends, go in Peace."
And so the fellowship did leave,
Ready to fight, ready to cleave.
Their weapons numbered many,
Scarce few owned a penny,
So a jig they did dance,
With a leap and a prance.
their frolics yielded much,
with bags of money in clutch,
westward fro' to concubines,
all for the King but one is thine,
a perk to them gran-ted by right,
for prancing like fools,
and dancing in tights.
Yet none could deny what beauty the held,
No one to resist the false tones in which they yelled.
But an event had to occur,
Something would have to stir,
If not, the story would become a bore,
Quoth the raven, Nevermore!
Nevermore! Nevermore! Nevermore!
screamed and moaned the whores,
for King T-I-N-M’s issued quest was near complete,
as he weathered and toiled and soiled the sheets,
“Concubines found by subjects so loyal,
are certainly fit for this Grand, classy royal!”
“Now gather round harem and view the King’s scepter,
tell me your thoughts as most qualified inspectors.”
as they viewed the noble chard of King T-I-N-M,
they noticed the room began to go dim,
for the rays of the sun blocked by the King’s might,
gave testament to harem’s approval and other men’s spite,
“As concubine of the harem, I must say of King T-I-N-M,
his scepter has many many more……..uh, inches? than most men?”
“A wise observation,” exclaimed the King!
“For the outspoken whore, I require just one more thing……”
"Your hat, your wallet, oh yeah, and your ring"
He handed them over, and pulled out a Bow,
"Give them back, or you'll taste this arrow"
The king did not care,
He will die tomorrow,
"I have cancer, right in my anus,"
"Talk to my doctor, his name's Alfred Janus"
"So if I die, before I awake, pray the lord my soul to take,"
"And then you shall take, back all your possesions "
"But I will haunt you, so may this be thou's lesson,"
He stepped back in fear, waiting for the words,
"Is this a joke? This is completely Ubsurd"
"Then drop your bow, and hear me through,"
"If I die, then you're coming too"
...
What? When? Who-Where-Why?
What's the problem with your Jack's eye?
'Cancer of the anus'? Is that really real?
Sounds like you've been fingering, cos you like the feel.
"Ewwwwm...yuck...I think I'm gonna chuck...
I've never heard of something so fuct!"
Said...
The Man, looking the King,
giving akward looks to get back his bling,
"Why is your face, so damn red?"
"Oh,you wanna know? Your wife just gave me head"
"What the bloody hell? When and why?"
"She liked mine better, now prepare to die," If all were good and classy, They would surely fancy...
a pipe opposed to a fag, and checkers instead of tag...
"And so they pranced to the palace, where they drank from TINM's Chalice.."
"For no other was so grand, or blessed with such beauty a pineal gland."
That was grand, without a doubt,
though where's the rhyme I scream and shout,
where it is said 'and then they died'?
And "Peace" TINM said unto them,
and smell of weed did originate from him.
Yet even so, his splendor remained,
Unaffected, in no way tamed,
He was still king, he was still Grand,
Still capable of making his demand.
And so he did issue a quest,
"Now Go", he said, "Go, ye, West."
"Find me a wife, or better, a concubine,
Find someone with whom I can dine.
With whom I can share my fantasies,
Go my friends, go in Peace."
And so the fellowship did leave,
Ready to fight, ready to cleave.
Their weapons numbered many,
Scarce few owned a penny,
So a jig they did dance,
With a leap and a prance.
their frolics yielded much,
with bags of money in clutch,
westward fro' to concubines,
all for the King but one is thine,
a perk to them gran-ted by right,
for prancing like fools,
and dancing in tights.
Yet none could deny what beauty the held,
No one to resist the false tones in which they yelled.
But an event had to occur,
Something would have to stir,
If not, the story would become a bore,
Quoth the raven, Nevermore!
Nevermore! Nevermore! Nevermore!
screamed and moaned the whores,
for King T-I-N-M’s issued quest was near complete,
as he weathered and toiled and soiled the sheets,
“Concubines found by subjects so loyal,
are certainly fit for this Grand, classy royal!”
“Now gather round harem and view the King’s scepter,
tell me your thoughts as most qualified inspectors.”
as they viewed the noble chard of King T-I-N-M,
they noticed the room began to go dim,
for the rays of the sun blocked by the King’s might,
gave testament to harem’s approval and other men’s spite,
“As concubine of the harem, I must say of King T-I-N-M,
his scepter has many many more……..uh, inches? than most men?”
“A wise observation,” exclaimed the King!
“For the outspoken whore, I require just one more thing……”
"Your hat, your wallet, oh yeah, and your ring"
He handed them over, and pulled out a Bow,
"Give them back, or you'll taste this arrow"
The king did not care,
He will die tomorrow,
"I have cancer, right in my anus,"
"Talk to my doctor, his name's Alfred Janus"
"So if I die, before I awake, pray the lord my soul to take,"
"And then you shall take, back all your possesions "
"But I will haunt you, so may this be thou's lesson,"
He stepped back in fear, waiting for the words,
"Is this a joke? This is completely Ubsurd"
"Then drop your bow, and hear me through,"
"If I die, then you're coming too"
...
What? When? Who-Where-Why?
What's the problem with your Jack's eye?
'Cancer of the anus'? Is that really real?
Sounds like you've been fingering, cos you like the feel.
"Ewwwwm...yuck...I think I'm gonna chuck...
I've never heard of something so fuct!"
Said...
The Man, looking the King,
giving akward looks to get back his bling,
"Why is your face, so damn red?"
"Oh,you wanna know? Your wife just gave me head"
"What the bloody hell? When and why?"
"She liked mine better, now prepare to die,"
The courtly crowd gasped aloud,
The whore through back her sash,
“This woman’s a dude, and this I can prove,
Just look at her flat V-shaped ass!”
The King’s words were as true as his mind was sure shrewd,
The man-whore’s plot was to kill him,
“Death is your fine for theft of my concubines,”
Said man-whore who’s come to reclaim them,
“You thought you were slick with your ‘cognito tricks,
But King T-I-N-M is no fool,”
“And now with your wallet, your ring, and your bling,
I’ll show you why it is I who rules,”
“My wife gave you head? Am I right? This you’ve said?
I wonder how you could do something so heinous,”
“For the woman in drag is no cock-loving hag,
It is none other than my doctor, Dr. Janus,”
“How else would I have known about your arrow and bow,
How could I have foreseen your death plot?”
“My cancer’s a bluff, for death I’m too tough,
A lesson for you I have now taught,”
“Now take this scheming man-whore away, my harem’s here to stay,
My concubines are for my pleasure,”
The King once again with a smile no a grin,
Invited his whores to bestow his manly treasures,
“Gather round me: King T-I-N-M!!!!, and remember,
I have many more inches than all of my male contenders,”
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