Newsflash: Poetic works submitted by Gyro monk
Newsflash: Poetic works submitted by Gyro monk
"Gyro is as gyro does
"Sumtimez wen I go 2 slp and I tinking bout gyroscops I wan tit to b in bed wif me but I canna and wont coz mamas and the papas say bad feffa bad jeffa pull it outa da gyro maen, yuk! and I goes, hey its my gyrascop and I wana screwballs wiv it ehehhehe yeh dumbdicks palolzeh :D"
Jefferson Schneider, aged 34
Forced to suppress his loin-love and passionate admiration for the ever spinning gyro, Jefferson Schneider has discovered other means of expressing himself via the arts, revealing his true self as a deeply thoughtful man of vast poetic integrity. He is also quite... innocent, as can be seen in the introductory notes for this piece:
"my pap likez the wordz on the paperz but its not on paper its on screens lol! He is stoopidhead. He alway say hay make it work jeffa but in not so mane wordz. Ye but i wos in teh looking for a girl so Vialet down teh road i went der and i likez movies, she so hot like moviez girlz kekeke ye but i ask her if she liekz moviez on satsurday and she sayd nar i gots done running on satsurday but i figures she lies cos im ugly like a beaver so i pull bolt cutter out of my pant and say i wil bolt-cut her ear lobe if she dun come movies on satsurday, lol she sayd she wuld straite away! So i sed hey take of ur pant cos u r hot, and cos i had bolt cut her earlobe she did it wow i culdnt contain my life seeds lolz den her dad cum out and splut my cranium open wiv his big-wammo hammer facking bitch neveh visit me in teh ospital, bin ere 7 mths lolz head stil herts"
Without further ado we give you Jefferson's astonishingly eloquent piece "Ode to Faget":When aged fibres fray and are taken by day
And the time, in our sight, taken by night
The armed shall fight for that eternal plight
Of undying love in singular white
While sinners pray the saintly say
"I know the way, but they always play"
For to be good is to hate
And to love brings down weight
In modern terms of anarchy and state
On barren plains in foreign lands
The misguided rally in sinking sands
Torn blind cause, it slowly fades
In depths of dunes where void of spades
These sure-fire souls tread stark dark paths
Share sonnets and bonnets for stepping stone laughs
Tear western dreams, but glorify farce
And whisper guilt on the desert air sparse
So battle-blades drawn they challenge fate
Furthermore fussy with food on the plate
Fork clementine, knife doing time
Admire and aspire to beauty divine
We here at Gyronet thank Jefferson for submitting this poetry that he clearly stole. Keep up the stellar work, your roguish ways serve as a benchmark for those seeking to better themselves in Gyro related fields and such.
Written by justin #
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Thursday, November 03, 2005
8:59 PM
"Sumtimez wen I go 2 slp and I tinking bout gyroscops I wan tit to b in bed wif me but I canna and wont coz mamas and the papas say bad feffa bad jeffa pull it outa da gyro maen, yuk! and I goes, hey its my gyrascop and I wana screwballs wiv it ehehhehe yeh dumbdicks palolzeh :D"
Jefferson Schneider, aged 34
Forced to suppress his loin-love and passionate admiration for the ever spinning gyro, Jefferson Schneider has discovered other means of expressing himself via the arts, revealing his true self as a deeply thoughtful man of vast poetic integrity. He is also quite... innocent, as can be seen in the introductory notes for this piece:
"my pap likez the wordz on the paperz but its not on paper its on screens lol! He is stoopidhead. He alway say hay make it work jeffa but in not so mane wordz. Ye but i wos in teh looking for a girl so Vialet down teh road i went der and i likez movies, she so hot like moviez girlz kekeke ye but i ask her if she liekz moviez on satsurday and she sayd nar i gots done running on satsurday but i figures she lies cos im ugly like a beaver so i pull bolt cutter out of my pant and say i wil bolt-cut her ear lobe if she dun come movies on satsurday, lol she sayd she wuld straite away! So i sed hey take of ur pant cos u r hot, and cos i had bolt cut her earlobe she did it wow i culdnt contain my life seeds lolz den her dad cum out and splut my cranium open wiv his big-wammo hammer facking bitch neveh visit me in teh ospital, bin ere 7 mths lolz head stil herts"
Without further ado we give you Jefferson's astonishingly eloquent piece "Ode to Faget":When aged fibres fray and are taken by day
And the time, in our sight, taken by night
The armed shall fight for that eternal plight
Of undying love in singular white
While sinners pray the saintly say
"I know the way, but they always play"
For to be good is to hate
And to love brings down weight
In modern terms of anarchy and state
On barren plains in foreign lands
The misguided rally in sinking sands
Torn blind cause, it slowly fades
In depths of dunes where void of spades
These sure-fire souls tread stark dark paths
Share sonnets and bonnets for stepping stone laughs
Tear western dreams, but glorify farce
And whisper guilt on the desert air sparse
So battle-blades drawn they challenge fate
Furthermore fussy with food on the plate
Fork clementine, knife doing time
Admire and aspire to beauty divine
We here at Gyronet thank Jefferson for submitting this poetry that he clearly stole. Keep up the stellar work, your roguish ways serve as a benchmark for those seeking to better themselves in Gyro related fields and such.
Written by justin #
(0) Comment(s) Post a Comment
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Fit for a king and a hero's cuz
Capitalize on this stylin start
Shizzle to the hizzle in a merchant's cart
Grab that gyro, spank it's ass
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Wring its neck, dun let it peck
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Pander later and suffer now
Don't wander far beyond that cow
If you get lost I'll kick your ass
When yo sis comes I'll take a pass"
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believe in that the truth, the ultimate truth, can be found through the gyroscope. We believe that all that exists
was born from a giant Gyroscope and that all that spins is holy. The most holy of holy things that are holy
is 'The Ridiculously Great Gyrating Gyro Of Eternally Blissful Euphoric Existence'
(or as the Monks like to call it..."The Great Spinning One").
Gyro and all things that spin are part of the backbone of civilisation. Some people have devoted their entire lives to master the art of spin such as leg spinners and circus performers.
It is no surprise that Gyros all over the world have been held in high regard. Now we await for the return of The Great Spinning One!
Nobody will be spared! We must prepare for the arrival by harnessing the power of monkeys and enslaving the evil clowns-folk...
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