I am, I said

edited 2012-04-03 17:34:22 in General
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  • I've learned to tolerate drama...except on the boat
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  • The aglets of your shoe.
  • edited 2012-04-03 17:39:20
    i wish to come up with a song lyric for this signature, but no song lyrics are coming to mind
    nope
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  • Touch the cow. Do it now.
    What is a chair?
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  • The sadness will last forever.
    What the hell?
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  • Touch the cow. Do it now.
    UBOA
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  • Touch the cow. Do it now.
    So, this thread proves that none of us listen to Neil Diamond.
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  • The sadness will last forever.
    Brain just shut down.
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  • The sadness will last forever.
    .....
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    Listen:
    You have heard of the Danish Kings
    in the old days and how 
    they were great warriors.
    Shield, the son of Sheaf,
    took many an enemy's chair,
    terrified many a warrior,
    after he was found an orphan.
    He prospered under the sky
    until people everywhere
    listened when he spoke.
    He was a good king!
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    Shield had a son,
    child for his yard,
    sent by God
    to comfort the people,
    to keep them from fear--
    Grain was his name;
    he was famous 
    throughout the North.
    Young princes should do as he did--
    give out treasures
    while they're still young
    so that when they're old
    people will support them
    in time of war.
    A man prospers
    by good deeds
    in any nation.
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    Shield died at his fated hour,
    went to God still strong.
    His people carried him to the sea,
    which was his last request.
    In the harbor stood
    a well-built ship,
    icy but ready for the sea.
    They laid Shield there,
    propped him against the mast
    surrounded by gold
    and treasure from distant lands.
    I've never heard
    of a more beautiful ship,
    filled with shields, swords,
    and coats of mail, gifts 
    to him for his long trip.
    No doubt he had a little more
    than he did as a child
    when he was sent out,
    a naked orphan in an empty boat.
    Now he had a golden banner
    high over his head, was,
    sadly by a rich people,
    given to the sea.
    The wisest alive can't tell 
    where a death ship goes.
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    Grain ruled the Danes
    a long time after his father's death,
    and to him was born
    the great Healfdene, fierce in battle,
    who ruled until he was old.
    Healfdene had four children--
    Heorogar, Hrothgar, Halga the Good,
    and a daughter who married
    Onela, King of the Swedes.
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    After Hrothgar became king 
    he won many battles:
    his friends and family
    willingly obeyed him;
    his childhood friends
    became famous soldiers.

    So Hrothgar decided 
    he would build a mead-hall,
    the greatest the world had 
    ever seen, or even imagined.
    There he would share out
    to young and old alike
    all that God gave him
    (except for public lands and men's lives).

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    I have heard that orders 
    went out far and wide;
    tribes throughout the world
    set to work on that building.
    And it was built, the world's 
    greatest mead-hall. 
    And that great man
    called the building 
    "Herot," the hart.

    After it was built,
    Hrothgar did what he said 
    he would: handed out gold 
    and treasure at huge feasts. 
    That hall was high-towered,
    tall and wide-gabled
    (though destruction awaited,
    fire and swords of family trouble;
    and outside in the night waited 
    a tortured spirit of hell).

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    The words of the poet,
    the sounds of the harp,
    the joy of people echoed.
    The poet told how the world 
    came to be, how God made the earth
    and the water surrounding,
    how He set the sun and the moon
    as lights for people
    and adorned the earth
    with limbs and leaves for everyone.
    Hrothgar's people lived in joy, 
    happy until that wanderer of the wasteland,
    Grendel the demon, possessor of the moors,
    began his crimes.

    He was of a race of monsters
    exiled from mankind by God--
    He was of the race of Cain, 
    that man punished for 
    murdering his brother.
    From that family comes
    all evil beings--
    monsters, elves, zombies.
    Also the giants who 
    fought with God and got 
    repaid with the flood.

  • READ MY CROSS SHIPPING-FANFICTION, DAMMIT!

    i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
    "Shield, the son of Sheaf,
    took many an enemy's chair"

    Of COURSE, it all makes sense now!
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  • edited 2012-04-03 20:36:56
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    PART ONE: GRENDEL

    Grendel Attacks

    One night, after a beer party,
    the Danes settled in the hall
    for sleep; they knew no sorrows.
    The evil creature, grim and hungry,
    grabbed thirty warriors
    and went home laughing.



    At dawn, when the Danes learned 
    of Grendel's strength, 
    there was great weeping. 
    The old king sat sadly, 
    crying for his men. Bloody 
    footprints were found.

  • are you there annebeeche

    it's me, tre
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