Random Poetry Generator

Submitted by: acjacobson 11 years ago Entertainment
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There are 34 comments:
Male 437
Sinful and humming over the rain

Totally mammoth within the mud
You spread rabid dogs within the bullpoo
Whoa! The heat is no more
Very odorous behind the rain
We smear sexy children in the slime
Tighten up your wig! The inspiration gets weird
Sinful and humming over the rain
I feel red spirits beyond the grave
Ahhh! The end is born
open-eyed intangible
over the horizon
so many roads to choose from
In how many places
a stranger
seek shelter
when the world was new


I just now figured out that the third line always has a random word with an exclamation mark at the end of it....eh

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Female 168
Here was my first mad-lib! ^^

Open pizza`s Open pizza

"I run my pizzas and all the pizza runs pizza;
I run my pizzas and all is run again.
(I run I run you up inside my pizza.)

The pizzas go running out in Open and Open,
And Open pizza runs in:
I run my pizza and all the pizza runs pizza.

I runed that you runed me into pizza
And run me Open, runed me quite Open.
(I run I run you up inside my pizza.)

pizza runs from the pizza, pizza`s pizzas run:
run pizza and pizza`s pizza:
I run my pizza and all the pizza runs pizza.

I runed you`d run the way you run,
But I run Open and I run your pizza.
(I run I run you up inside my pizza.)

I should have runed a pizza instead;
At least when pizza runs they run back again.
I run my pizza and all the pizza runs pizza.


(I run I run you up inside my pizza.)

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Female 168
Actually this place is awesome! I saved it to my faves awhile ago and have been using it a ton! They have mad-lib poems, which are so funny. It has so much to offer, a huge creative experience. I think it`s a great way to spend time and better yourself a writer. Or maybe even search your feelings. Some of these excersizes are great. The writing lists of experimentation are really fun. They make you think differently. The cobralingus is this weird thing that I think a lot of people can use, it`s a lot of fun.
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Male 3,631
The absolute best that you will see:

Evil and arid under the mist

Sinful and heavy under the virgin
I poke big gems beneath the vapors
Yo! The stink was good
So evil in the spirits
I squeeze scary fragments among the flock
Be aware! The insanity is no more
Evil and arid under the mist
You destroy florescent brains beneath the gods
Damn! The life will be born
flickering awake
never meeting
a trace of sadness
Down what streets
such a man
make his way
wondering why

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Male 348
That was poo. And I did actually say poo, not fudge or some other obscenity
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Female 69
Some of them weren`t very cool.
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Female 104
Not very good
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Male 608
I was a poet and did not know it!... :-O
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Male 615
A Haiku for you

Poems should be crime
I don`t like trying to rhyme
It`s a waste of time

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Male 2,567
dumb poo OMG I SAID poo NOT POO
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Female 76
What?
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Male 371
ok heres a wierd ass line from the first one i got...I violate humming rabbits about the tomb seriously WTF!??!?!
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Female 46
lol oswaldmooop nice poetry. i rekon that was a bit dull but the poetry was nice. if only i knew about that when i had needed to find a poem for a school assignment tho!!
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Male 38
roses are red
violets are blue
I think that site sucked
How about you?
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Female 1,403
I try, but I can`t appreciate poetry. I`m not deep enough.
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Female 346
Yeah they don`t amke sense, but if you analyse them, I`m sure you could come up with something deep. E.g.: His use of the word "bullpoo" indicates his frustrating struggle with a meaningless "poo" life.
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Female 94
Sinister and quiet against the wind
You see arid rubes beside the sky
We Reach! The fun will go
Weird and grotesque beneath the flock
You envision angry spells among the wind
I reach! The feeling is gone
All violet about the bullpoo
You squeeze murky vampires over the grave
Take cover! The Queen gets weird
backlit silent
blurring at the edges
memories of water
After how many voyages
the refugee
grow old
and never catch up
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Female 368
None of the poems it makes make any sense. It`s slightly entertaining though.
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Male 305
So colorful over the bullpoo

Sinister and glittering about the fog
You stretch misty toads about the light
Awaken! The vision was good
Dark and glowing below the slime
We taste brilliant balls beneath the virgin
Atone! The Queen will be born
So colorful over the bullpoo
We seduce vaporous ghouls near the dream
Awaken! The fun is dying
shifting defiant
turning away
nothing to lose
Out of whose dream
the hero
ask his way
wondering why


lol!

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Male 244
say `poo` not poo - now thats deep!

LOL

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Male 32
explore this site, and you`ll find some great shtuff!
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Male 345
Iam_annoying, its because S*&T automaticly gets changed into poo.

Heres my totally original made up by me poem:

Weird and black above the water

We are luminous beneath the shadows
We absorb desirous demons behind the sky
Awake! The end is fleeing
All angry above the wind
We draw blue keys about the vapors
Be wary! The inspiration will die
Weird and black above the water
We shove murky hands in the light
Damn! The day is going
clouded defiant
a long way from home
any wind that blows
Where in the end
the victim
seek shelter
where he knew no-one

This would be good for some school projects xD

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Male 536
say `poo` not poo - now thats deep!
that writing wasn`t fit to be called poetry
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Male 45
lol, why does everyone on i-a-b say poo?? Say `poo` not poo
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Male 1,521
boring!
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Female 115
i could write better poo than that in about 10 seconds.
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Female 61
Ick.
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Female 27
yeah. about as deep as a puddle.
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Female 15
Some of those were actually quite deep
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Female 219
Dark and tiny before the vapors

Dark and happy beyond the shadows
I excrete dark elves in the ground
Whoa! The birth must continue
Strange and electric above the sky
I expel lustful rabbits before the light
Awaken! The Knave is gone
Dark and tiny before the vapors
I prod lustful diamonds within the bullpoo
Alass, Alack! The Knave is vanishing
flickering curious
in the night
an empty address book
In how many places
the foreigner
wander aimlessly
never knowing how

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Female 46
Eh, more emo than I am.
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Male 731
^^Woohoo? I do hope its sarcasm.
Didnt like it really.
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Female 147
hey 1st post finally yay!!!!!
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Male 148
Link: Random Poetry Generator [Rate Link] - Just click the button and get your new poem.
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