a poem i wrote about poker

xxThe_Lebowskixx · #1 08-29-2006, 05:02 AM

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death.
Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

PocketChads · #2 08-29-2006, 05:09 AM

beat: plagiarism lol

noir · #3 08-29-2006, 05:13 AM

You have inspired me to do some prose...

They took the flag out, and they were hitting. Then they put the flag back and they went to the table, and he hit and the other hit. Then they went on, and I went along the fence.

Big_Jim · #4 08-29-2006, 05:51 AM

The Dude abides. I don't know about you but I take comfort in that. It's good knowin' he's out there. The Dude. Takin' 'er easy for all us sinners.

apefish · #5 08-29-2006, 07:09 AM

There are no poems
that capture poker's essence-
these poems all suck.

RikaKazak · #6 08-29-2006, 07:32 AM

gay

T.J. Combo · #7 08-29-2006, 07:40 AM

[ QUOTE ]
There are no poems
that capture poker's essence-
these poems all suck.

[/ QUOTE ]

Best haiku ever

smilingbill · #8 08-29-2006, 07:42 AM

your prahlad imitation poetry was better

Pog0 · #9 08-29-2006, 08:35 AM

didn't you die?

Banditgberg · #10 08-29-2006, 10:33 AM

"out, out brief candle"

Shakespeare, Macbeth

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