Poetry: A Class Act

'Twas the night before Steege test, and all through the 'Net,
Only one soul was stirring, and it was making me fret.

Anandh, it seemed, had finished review,
It's incredible, the stupid things we would do.

(22:05:10) Pancaek Beast: Anything else McCarthy-related?
(22:05:19) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": nope
(22:05:25) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": oh yeah
(22:05:28) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": lies about ww II
(22:05:34) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": needs reelection
(22:05:36) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": in '50
(22:05:53) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": he needed his senate seat back
(22:06:05) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": so the communists he began to attack
(22:06:37) Pancaek Beast: Ah
(22:06:45) Pancaek Beast: Nice poetry there.
(22:06:52) Pancaek Beast: I see you're getting ready for recitation of CT
(22:07:02) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": canterbury tales is so leet
(22:07:10) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": talking in couplets is pretty sweet
(22:07:42) Pancaek Beast: I would agree if I could
(22:08:00) Pancaek Beast: but my edition of Canterbury Tales didn't rhyme in modern English, the little faggots, though they should.
(22:08:15) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": that was a horrible rhyme
(22:08:21) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": you should try that another time
(22:09:20) Pancaek Beast: I know, I'd rate it a four out of ten.
(22:09:28) Pancaek Beast: Please enter two quarters to play again.
(22:09:55) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": I hate it when people like you have to whine
(22:10:12) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": Good night, time for bed, it's Scott. Chen. Time.
(22:10:28) Pancaek Beast: You suck.
(22:10:32) Pancaek Beast: Fah- Fahuck.
(22:11:08) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": Your face is devoid of any facial hair
(22:11:30) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": When I first saw you, I thought it was Kevin Lemaire.
(22:12:19) Pancaek Beast: Your couplets sink lower and lower, my friend.
(22:12:24) Pancaek Beast: How low will you steep to achieve your end?
(22:12:25) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": "end"
(22:12:47) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": I just predicted your rhyme without a hitch
(22:13:03) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": I only used hitch so I could rhyme Yeah bitch.
(22:13:40) Pancaek Beast: Your statement, in terms of classiness, lacks
(22:13:52) Pancaek Beast: But that's because you didnt' say "Security's lax."
(22:14:05) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": I know because I can't do much about it
(22:14:05) Pancaek Beast: Oh fuck, I remind "lacks" and "lax", oh damn
(22:14:12) Pancaek Beast: I suppose I am not the man.
(22:14:49) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": except sell headphones for *gibberish* SHIT.
(22:15:53) Pancaek Beast: You sadden me with your poetry's facets.
(22:16:01) Pancaek Beast: I'm afraid I'll have to fling it around the x-axis.
(22:16:37) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": You disappoint me with your constant equivocation,
(22:16:50) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": everyone knows an integral is an infinite summation.
(22:18:30) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": Scott Chen goes to sleep earlier than he should,
(22:18:40) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": I guess so he can hit Kmart real good.
(22:19:43) Pancaek Beast: My mind is dry, as if in a freeze
(22:19:49) Pancaek Beast: for I cannot seem to think about Steege
(22:20:09) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": The rhyme in that couplet in pretty awful
(22:20:16) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": something that bad should be unlawful
(22:20:48) Pancaek Beast: Let your rhymes be lax and more loose.
(22:20:54) Pancaek Beast: These couplets are after all limited in use.
(22:21:36) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": Everyone knows that the rules are the rules
(22:21:48) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": The people who break them are lower-ability tools
(22:22:03) Pancaek Beast: You are becoming more cantankerous
(22:22:09) Pancaek Beast: I'd say rob a bank, but that's damn dangerous.
(22:22:52) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": I would agree, except what you say is true,
(22:23:32) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": I'd rather do math problems with Patrick Wu.
(22:24:02) Pancaek Beast: He's the son of a chemist, so address him by name.
(22:24:12) Pancaek Beast: I'd hate for myself to must do the same.
(22:25:04) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": Sofac is his name, selling Pepsi is his game,
(22:25:12) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": for paying 50 cents RObert is lame.
(22:25:28) Pancaek Beast: Your backwards speaking is reminiscent of Yoda
(22:25:42) Pancaek Beast: As you ramble of illicit dealings of Soda.
(22:26:14) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": Well, now they're sorta suspicious 'bout Asians,
(22:26:24) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": but I still hit KMart on numerous occasions
(22:27:09) Pancaek Beast: I'd likey ou to specify the quality of these hittings if you would.
(22:27:43) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": I think it's obvious I fucked 'em real good.
(22:28:27) Pancaek Beast: You finished my couplet, you read my mind.
(22:28:33) Pancaek Beast: I'd say that you're but one of a kind.
(22:28:47) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": I'm Scott Chen, Asian gangster extraordinaire, not white,
(22:29:00) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": People think I'm some sorta petty thief, but that ain't right.
(22:30:11) Pancaek Beast: I can't beat you, I tried my damndest.
(22:30:18) Pancaek Beast: Time to go to bed, like the son of the chemist.
(22:30:30) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": Once again, your rhyme is bad
(22:30:56) Swaminathan, Anandh "Indian": but thanks for playing, good lad.
(22:31:30) Pancaek Beast: To bed, to bed, God strike me dead.
(22:31:32) Pancaek Beast: Without sufficient sleep, God knows how Steege I dread.

That is all I have today,
But IM me if you have something to add or to say.

SD Feb. 4, '06

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