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2/4/2015 10:40:40 AM
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Well you have done,
Yes indeed
The Box is defeated, this you can see.
My rhymes are not great,
The box knows this too,
But your gift is all powerful, and not made of poo.
The darkness you hold shatters and breaks,
And in front of you rises a treasure, not steak.
The treasure is breathing, and staring you down,
But dont be afraid, no dont even frown,
For the gift is a woman, so beautiful and tall
Hot chicks dig poetry and yours rocked most of all.
So go on with your woman, and lightsaber to boot.
For the box has been conquered, and for the stars you should shoot.
English
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Edited by T0ASTY GH0STY: 2/4/2015 10:55:15 AMThank you, good sir. I appreciate your gift, do not be detoured. But you see, women are not who I seek, for I am one myself, so bland and meek. Do not fret, I enjoy the gift indeed. I will teach her do things for me. Go get my clothes, and feed the cat. But I will also treat her nicely - at that! I will let her use my xbox And play on my tv. For she can be a best friend for me. Or even my family [spoiler]not really.[/spoiler] Now I am no longer alone A loser with no life, I have a good friend, and I thank you, op. For giving a great gift to me [spoiler]i also would have loved that star trek limited edition gold pizza cutter, but this works too.[/spoiler]
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Your gift a mistake The box sees your fate The woman dissappears deep in the lake Out from the heavens, In an immaculate chorus, Down from above decends a man name horace. Horace is special this cant you see? He has the star trek limited edition gold pizza cutter, plus it was free. His biceps are large, and his chest is well groomed. His star trek knowledge is vast, and he knows all the moons. I hope this makes up for my silly mistake But thats all i have, and now my leave i must take.
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Oh thank you, dear op! I won't forget this, this pizza cutter was something I need undoubitly. I needed to finish my collection. I had the bronze, steel, and silver, all that reflected my complexion. One was missing, as it seemed, a piece of my life that was incomplete. As I surfed the webs, high and far, all I could find were replicas, it seemed that the supply of the gold was deplete. Now that my life is finally complete, and my display finished I shall return to the Enterprise, for there is pizza that shall be gutted. As i hold up the gold relic, it shone bright, I spoke without any fright. "Beam me up, Scotty." And disappeared into the night.
