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Array ( [sid] => 5340 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Bastard [time] => 2002-10-20 16:30:00 [hometext] => The title refers to a type of sword. This is a story about a mean man who found a bastard sword and what he did with it. [bodytext] => An evil man
Once came upon
A sword
That could cut through
Any object
With a single swing.
He killed everybody.
He made them cry.
He made them beg
For their lives.
He made their
Children beg
For their mommies
Lives and for
Their daddies lives.
And then he
Killed them all.
When he was done.
He had everything.
And then he
Killed all the
Animals.
He ate their
Flesh.
And then he died.
Cuz he didn’t
Know anything,
And he couldn’t
Make anything.
The only reason
He was so evil
Was cuz he
Found the
Sword by accident
One day.
He was lucky
And it went
To his head.
And now he’s died. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Butterat_Zool [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

Bastard

Contributed by Butterat_Zool on Sunday, 20th October 2002 @ 04:30:00 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

An evil man
Once came upon
A sword
That could cut through
Any object
With a single swing.
He killed everybody.
He made them cry.
He made them beg
For their lives.
He made their
Children beg
For their mommies
Lives and for
Their daddies lives.
And then he
Killed them all.
When he was done.
He had everything.
And then he
Killed all the
Animals.
He ate their
Flesh.
And then he died.
Cuz he didn’t
Know anything,
And he couldn’t
Make anything.
The only reason
He was so evil
Was cuz he
Found the
Sword by accident
One day.
He was lucky
And it went
To his head.
And now he’s died.

Copyright Â© Butterat_Zool ... [ 2002-10-20 16:30:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Bastard (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Saturday, 31st July 2004 @ 11:30:39 PM AEST
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very interesting and very dark.

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