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For some reason, we started making rap lyrics in Discord chat. And I, of course, had to make limericks. It’s the only way I know how to rhyme well, apparently.

There’s this guy with an infectious grin
he’s really good on violin
his improv is great
but my timezone is “late”
I stay up far too long for the strim

I know that I sometimes act mean
see, in social matters I’m really quite green
But, in my defense,
I consider you “friends”
and I don’t want to look like a drama queen

This goes on for a little while. This is all happening at 3am, btw.

Why is it we started to rhyme?
It’s too late, I ain’t got the time.
I just want to sleep.
I`m so tired! *weep*
It’s your fault, my partners in crime.

[insert some comment like “and the winnter is”]

Wait, this was all competition?
I didn’t know it was a mission…
I just started rhyming
and playing with timing.
Stop spreading infectious indecision!


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Who are you, giver;
Why are you silent?
Your silence leads
the unfaithful astray.

You, nameless giver;
I shall not find peace
before I can thank you
for everything that has happened.

But if you will not approach me,
then I will thank Her
whom you gave me
to burn for (and burn).

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Week 16

I`m sort of using cheat cards for the next two weeks now as well, but in a different way.  Splitting up such a huge poem should be allowed, and I have the added excuse of it being officially split originally.  The cheat card is actually the fact that it’s a song to me, and I only know it as a song, not as a poem. I only know the song version.  And I used to know the whole thing back in 2005.


The poem for today is:

The Highwayman

by  Alfred Noyes



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Week 15

I`ve skipped a couple of weeks of Project Memorizing lately.  That’s why there’s a short one for today, and a cheat card for last week.  Yes, I can absolutely do that as I very well please!  Perks of being my own challenger.


The poem for today is:


by Dorothy Parker


So silent I when Love was by 

He yawned, and turned away; 

But Sorrow clings to my apron-strings, 

I have so much to say. 

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I forgot to post the poem for Sunday.  Well, I’ll write it later.  No big deal.

I am now starting Week 12 of Project Memorizing.  Damn, time flies.


I absolutely HAVE TO learn Dorothy Parker‘s poems for PM!

Holy crap, does she have a golden pen…  I simply must include her work.

Such priceless gold should not be ignored!

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She Walks in Beauty

by Lord Byron


She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow’d to that tender light
 Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
 How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!


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