I used to play a bar game (well I made it a bar/casino where ever I needed money game) where one person would come up with a word and out of that one word the others would write a 2-4 stanza poem. Each stanza contained a minimum of 4 lines. And most poems had to follow an ABAB, AABB, ABBA, style.
The poem would not only contain the word but that word would be the subject of the poem. The fastest, yet most well written poem then would win. As judged by the group and the one giving the word was final judge.
I could write a poem as fast as I could physically write and that paid for a few casino nights. Funny when we are in an addiction what we will do for money.
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?"
Last edited by pan6467; 07-13-2004 at 05:41 AM..
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