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Knights of the Lunch TableWith their chivalrous deeds and random talking they protect the world from those who love barking the barkers are boring and try to contain us while the Knights of the lunchtable attempt to free us Sir Grondo, Sir Andrew, Sir David and all they fight to make sure that the Barkers fall Be it with word or mace or even honey The knights of the Lunch table fight for more than money for "freedom" and chivalry long since forgotten these brave knights continue their Trottin'Knights of the Lunch Table
by ~Grondo
SHAPEThere is a place where it rains all year round It is Belgium, the place that is God’s playground The rain and the sun and the wind and the snow All come in an hour and make the people knowSHAPE
In Belgium are people, both small and tall They go about their business with no care at all If things are going bad they go and protest At SHAPE the only base crazy enough to withstand God’s test.
SHAPE is a family of many different nations When old friends return there is much jubilation The family changes, year after year And the people who stay are normally here
by ~Grondo
A poem for the ladiesYou're BeautifulA poem for the ladies
You're beautiful as the ocean blue,
Full of sadness, and unsure too.
Beautiful as a newly bloomed rose
That pulls everything to it by their nose
You are beautiful as a morning of ice
Cool, collected and ever so nice.
You're as beautiful as the setting sun,
Even if you don't believe it, hun.
Beautiful as an oyster's pearl
For both inside and out you are beautiful.
by ~Grondo
Super AmandaSuper Amanda has always been super, But the way she got her powers will throw you for a loop er...Super Amanda
She once was just a good girl that liked to run track, Till she met the Loyminator who talked lots of smack.
Amanda was forced to run all the time. Through the mud and the rain and the nasty green slime.
This slime that she ran through was Chemical O, Oysteronium, the rarest element we know.
The Oysteronium picked her up off her feet She could fly all around and even talk leet.
The leet didn't matter, the flying sure did, so she flew all around t
by ~Grondo
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