Poem/story thing

i don’t know what you’d call this, but i just started saying it to one of my friends and committed it to memory:

a man was smoking a cigarette
he flicked the ashes from the end
they caught a bit of wind and landed in a dry tree
the man went inside and took a nap
a burning leaf fell from the tree
it landed on the house
the man was burned alive.

make up stuff and post here if you’d like…

aww c’mon someone’s gotta try this!

I ain’t gonna be the first though.

just make up something by elaborating on a sentence that just enters your mind.

Ok how About The Whole of PSX Forum’s Adminstration Kiss My Ass.
Brass grass mass lass I’m gonna kick your Fucking Ass!

doesn’t fit well, lacks depth and emotional exploration. F–

Leons posts did not make sense

And therefore hence some called him dense

But now he’s gone from whence he came

Oh me, oh my, oh what a shame.

Leon got banned for being lame.

this is genius poetry, and it even rhymes.

It inspires me.

Leons posts did not make sense

And therefore hence some called him dense

But now he’s gone from whence he came

Oh me, oh my, oh what a shame

Leon got banned for being lame.

When I was little, my sister made me play
with plastisene she said, I thought it migh be clay
There I was in the garden making bobs and bits
Now im older sister says, she made me play with…

hey, nobody care about anything I have to say! hooray!