Write me a poem!

It's 5 fucking AM, I am in the dark again.
It's almost 6 AM, and I don't know where to begin.
I make shitty lyrics, I can't get things done.
I can't forgive my dad, for fucking my bum.

I hate everything, but alas I have Starcraft.
I have Mikey too, and Raithed to make fun to,
But why why why,
Do I make such complicated lyrics?
Oh I know why,
I'm a fucking alcoholic.

I beg Raithed for beer,
I beg my mom for sex.
I try to forget what had happened next.

I find myself on the table,
My legs spread and my hole gaped.
DO I HAVE TO DO THIS FOR BEER TO GET BUTT RAPED?

An ideaaaaaaaa! Yeeeeaaaaahhhhhh.
I will project-my-awkward-feelings
...Into a poem
About Raitheddddddddd.
Because on my own.
I am GAYYYYYYYYYYY

OHhhhhhh yyeeaahhhh

(guy)
She ran away
to a town faarrr away
A fortune she seeked
a glimmering future she peeked

my girlfriend is gone
she was such a con
now I beat off to guys
to escape female lies

so gay, so gay
why did she leave today
Was it my breath?
Or cause I made out with Seth?

(chorus)
He was a gay
She felt betrayed
Now they move on
Their virginities gone

(girl)
My boyfriend is gay
now I know I cannot stay
Out of San Francisco
Away from the gay discos

I cannot return
it's the bf I spurn
I didn't know he was a fag
That, and he sagged

He kissed my brother
In front of my mother
I hope he's happy
Cause my life is crappy

(chorus)x2
He was a gay
She felt betrayed
Now they move on
Their virginities gone

OHhhhh what to do now?
You say move on but how?
A mistake was made
And the price was payed

(chorus)
He was a gay
She felt betrayed
Now they move on
Their virginities gone

"Freedom, ho, what doth thou be?"

I gazed upon the sun,
meditating, as I run.
"Art thou possessable? Art thou real?
Doth man have thee, doth this be what you feel?"
Feeling empty and accursed,
yet exploding with joyous burst.

Choices hath been made, I got a second chance.
our bloodthirst, brethren, preceptible at first glance.
Thou lie behind me, choices so hard,
what doth I do, life left me scarred.

Battlecries, soaring through the sky,
fight fight, emotions so high.

Now, brothers, let me join thy combat! Listen, ho!
Defend thy homeworld, to fear say: NO!

We are one, united we stand,
Tassadar, I follow thy command.

I am yours, I am Dragoon.
EN-TARO ADUN.

[[upbeat]]

It's cute, it's sweet,
You keep mentioning my dad's meat.
It's obvious that you're fixated,
From the time you were pentrated,
By the cold hard dildo of real life.
Now you take it daily from a sharpened knife.

You can't even rhyme, but it's okay that you failed.
It's not too late to save face, if right now you bailed
From this battle of wits, aka my domination.
If you continue you'll again feel castration
At the hands of my never-ending verbiage
You can't understand it, your mind is garbage.

So I will end this poem now with these words,
I simplified them, these are your rewards.
For your attempts at ownage, I empathize.
This verse, you can call it a reprise,
I feel sorry for you, that you still message me for help,
You are pathetic - you are a sad little whelp.

---
Note: As I was writing this, Raithed asked me for physics help LOL.

I make a step on the fragile ice
Ignoring the crack, crack beneath
I will escape from this land of vice
A better world awaits is my belief

I'm in the middle of it all
Ice surrounds me, a frozen lake
the ice cracks and I fall
I must make it, for life's sake

I climb out, shivering and wet
It's cold, but I cannot freeze
Go, walk on, I must not forget
God, give a sign of land, please

A frozen world surrounds
frostbite chews at my fingers
bones chewed up by hounds
Now the spectre of death lingers

I must make it, or perish forever
Curse you, Alaskan weather

I get it, I'm bad at math,
You don't have to shove it in my ass.
It's fine, it's okay.
I can deal with this on a good day.
You say that my poems don't rhyme,
Fine, but at least I know how to spell "penetrated," all the time.
Leave me alone about my math,
At least I don't get fucked by the shaft,

You make yourself look more of a douchebag,
When you slur up random words,
Just fucking give up, you're dull;
Save yourself some pride and raise the white flag.
This is nonsense,
How I'm going to own you,
But that's okay, you're raised on cents.

Oh Fanatacist, my little Russian friend,
DEFEND, DEFEND, DEFEND,
This is your end.

Let's play some Brood War,
Winner take all,
*But wait. I forgot. You're poor.
*Fuck it all.
*Your dick.
*It's small.
*Your mind.
*It stalls.

Why the fuck am I writing this poem and talking to you on AIM at all?

i love manablue

There was this guy named ManaBlue
I love him and so should you
Some people call him Mike
I just say 'ok, I like'

He was so great he got a crew
they named themselves after manablue
They love him and so should you

He is a god among men
His terran is the greatest in the land
He wont crush you or cause any tears
It's only sushi's dt's that he fears

If this is your lucky day
he might flash a smile your way
and then you'll know you're gay for manablue
but that's alright because everyone is too

I love manablue and so should you
yeaaaaaah
he is the moon and he is the sun
he is my number one

I love manablue, dont you?

I'm bored at work
Time go fast it won't
To speed things up
All I need is a fucking don't

PS1: Sorry if that doesn't make sense, I never wrote a poem in english
PS2: For those who don't get it, the last line should be "All I need is a fucking don't stop", but it wouldn't rhyme

There once was a thread on tl.net
It tried to discover the source of ambition
After 27 pages nothing came to fruition
There are still 9 days to wait yet
I guess we will all just sit and fret

Everyone has a plausible theory
Will we all be the April's fools?
What more can be said about us tools
Hopefully the news isn't so dreary
That we all turn teary T.t

I walk the streets since I'm so poor,
I borrow cars, but no girlfriend to call, "whore."
I play Protoss yet I suck,
I lack APM and bad luck.

"Teamliquid is my refuge," I scream and whine,
I'm so ugly when I look in the mirror, I wish I was blind.
Kicking rocks outside because I have no consoles,
Can't get good at Starcraft, I need a new proposal.

WHY WHY WHY, I scream and yell.
I punch and holler and jump until I fell.
Nerf tanks! Nerf dragoons!
Nerf Zerg too!

Damn myself and damn this game,
Since Raithed is asking for math help, he is to be blamed.

I quit Starcraft, quit forums too?
What would Rekrul do?
My last option: to lurk Raithed,
Finding my starvation and find faith.

I got banned,
WHY WHY WHY!?
Oh, I get it, I'm the biggest douchebag of this land.

Ooooooh Raithed
In your words I now have faith
That I have found your biggest secret
You are stupid; you are an inbred

Ooooooh Raithed
No wonder you're not unscathed
By the terrors of your childhood
It is my fault, I never understood

*quietly*
did your alcoholic dad beat you too hard?
did kids at school call you a retard?
did your mom sell herself for food scraps
to AIDS-infested whore-seeking chaps?

*crescendo*
OOOH RAITHED
HOW COULD I HAVE BEEN SUCH A FOOL
TO SEE THAT YOU'RE NOT JUST A TOOL
YOU'RE A TRAUMATIZED LITTLE KID
FROM THE HORRORS YOU WOULD NOT ADMIT

IT'S OKAY, NOW I SEE THE LIGHT
IT'S REALLY OKAY, IT'S REALLY ALRIGHT
I'M SORRY FOR INSULTING YOUR INTELLIGENCE
YOU WERE NEVER DESTINED FOR EXCELLENCE
FROM THE START YOU'VE HAD JUST ONE FATE
I CAN TELL BY THE WAY YOU LOOK- IT'S ALREADY TOO LATE

*normal*
To you, this life, it's all just a gaaameee
You're clueless, you don't even know IT'S NAAAMEEEE OOH
This game, we call it success
But due to your past's duress
It is clear you will never win
If community college you fail in

*crescendo*
OOOH RAITHED
HOW COULD I HAVE BEEN SO IGNORANT
YOUR INCOMPREHENSION MAKES YOU BELLIGERANT
BUT IT'S OKAY, I REALLY UNDERSTAND
IT'S NOT IN YOUR VAGINA THAT YOU HAVE SAND

*quiet - outro*
it's all in your head, it's all in your head,
hand against chest, hand against chest,
over and over, allowing no rest,
you present to me the retard's salute
one plus one you can't compute
it's all in your head, it's all in your heaadddd...

sit sat
so fat
reavers in your base
ASAP

my zeals so fast
gona own your ass
my zeals so leet
stomp on you with zealot feet

my dts so quick
they'll make all your drones sick
my upgrades are so good
i'll own you like no one could.

they call me Tasteless
and i'm the insane
my name is tasteless
this poem isn't lame

"Everyday I wake up in tears,
Because after all these years
Physics is too hard for me
Despite my Asian genealogy.

So what am I left to do?
Fail at life, fail at school too?
Thank god for intelligent high schoolers,
Who do my work in exchange for beer coolers.

Fanatacist, working tirelessly day and night,
To save me from my physics blight,
I wish I were as smart as you,
Too bad my brains are stew.

Thank you for helping me,
Thank you for telling me,
How retarded I obviously am,
Now where can I download some ram?"

Such an enchantment my neighbors have cast:
Never a moment is dull.
Decades go by, and they scream and they blast
Hideous sounds, which for music have passed,
Sledgehammers bashing my skull.

Parties and arguments ring through the air
From that inimical tribe:
Migraines and sleep deprivation; despair.
“Thou shalt not murder” – my God, is that fair?
All I can do is imbibe.

Suddenly, zerglings run down from the hill,
Mutalisks screech in the skies,
Out of all crevices hydralisks spill,
Etching with acid the Overmind’s will,
Hissing envenomed goodbyes.

Choppers, each seeking a newsworthy gaze,
Shatter, colliding with scourge,
Setting the buildings below them ablaze.
Neighbors, like hens minus heads in the haze,
Scream their own funeral dirge.

Burn them! Demolish the things they hold dear,
Monsters from video games!
Sunder their sanity’s thinning veneer;
I shall observe it and guzzle my beer.
May it all rot in the flames.

My Broodling Romance

A man and women meet,
Nothing there new.
In the world of StarCraft,
A Terran army of two.

The Medic&Marine life,
There is no disparage;
No troubles are rife,
In this blessed marriage.

Dropship floats to Char,
For our lovely honeymoon.
My wife finds it bizarre;
Love among the platoon.

My Broodling Romance
ooooo
My Broodling Romance

Harassment, the spears,
Are making her quite scared.
And to cement her fears,
Was the news she shared.

She's pregnant! O wow!
We're going to be a family!
And as I make my vow,
I pull her close to me.

A heavenly moment,
Of loves truest bliss.
Was suddenly shattered,
In the middle of our kiss.

My Broodling Romance
ooooo
My Broodling Romance

The Queen shot her eggs,
Now my wife is in two.
She has no legs,
And I am standing in goo.

Dropping the deceased,
I look to the sky.
As the Broodlings have their feast,
I can only cry "Why?!"

The Queen looks down,
As cold as an ice cube.
"kekekekeke,
me kor, u noob"

My Broodling Romance
ooooo
My Broodling Romance

nicely...

I am a mutalisk, mutalisk mutalisk
I am a mutalisk
Howl Howl Howl Howl Howl

He is a fat marine, running high, taking stims
He is a fat marine
stim stim stim stim stim

I ate the fat marine, still twiching, high on stim
I become addicted to stim
Must have more stims

I flew to terran base, turret nest, bunker fest
I dodge bullets and missiles
Flip turn flip and flail

I went for academy, blinking lights, in my eyes
I went for the jar of stims
Am I in a dream

I am a mutalisk, flying weird, very feared
I must get to all the stims
I outrun all marines

xDD