POETRY

[Kirksome]

I like reading poetry! Especially the kind that is nice and smooth and makes sense. Well, make sense or not, I'll read yours if you post it! 3nodding  

[My BlAcK sTaR sHiNe]

i like the kind that has all sorts of meanings to it in the end, one that everyone can relate to.  

[Kirksome]

My BlAcK sTaR sHiNe

i like the kind that has all sorts of meanings to it in the end, one that everyone can relate to.

Yes, of course, that is wonderful also 3nodding  

[My BlAcK sTaR sHiNe]

or even the ones you read and it means one thing than a week later when you read it it means something totally different!  

[Kirksome]

My BlAcK sTaR sHiNe

or even the ones you read and it means one thing than a week later when you read it it means something totally different!

3nodding Those are the best!!!  

[My BlAcK sTaR sHiNe]

haha Yeah they are! but what sucks is when you cant remember what you thouht of it the last time either  

[Kirksome]

lawlz yea that usually happens, although not all of the time! *Can't think of a non-time situation lolz*  

[My BlAcK sTaR sHiNe]

hahahahaha!  

[Kirksome]

CHEESEY, IN MEH BELLY
CHEESEY, IT'S NOT SMELLY
CHEESEY, IN MY TUMMY
CHEESEY, JUST SO YUMMY!!

Here is an example of that kind of poem, you cannot experience the full extent of it unless you are eating cheese... and you might not be eating cheese at the moment. So when you are you come back and see this and cry with happiness that some one (me) understands you...  

[My BlAcK sTaR sHiNe]

*starts rolling on the ground in laughter*

Red, that totally jsut made me day! and now i'm hungry for some cheese!  

[Kirksome]

rofl

Aren't we all? *Gulps down Parmesan cheese*  

[My BlAcK sTaR sHiNe]

*eats some squeeky cheese*  

[Kirksome]

*jealous* So... um... what kind is that...?  

[My BlAcK sTaR sHiNe]

haha its curd sheese. do you know what that is?