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Big man on stage. Big Man takes microphone. Big Man says a dirty word. Hilarity ensues.

that’s it, I have fallen too low. I quit.

An ode to the profession:

There once was a trader from Derry
Who compulsively partied and made merry
He longed a million on a lot
When everyone else was leveraged short
And cried “Don’t fire me, it was latency on my BlackBerry!

yeah, you are :)

Plainly it seems that life is cold and grey
Let light a-shine upon thou I pray
As you emerge from the cave you see
The horse* will be pert as will the bee
Out with the rods, light up the cones* I say

*will require basic knowledge of philosophy and opthamology

Plainly it seems that life is cold and grey
Let light a-shine upon thou I pray
As you emerge from the cave you see
The horse* will be pert as will the bee
Out with the rods, light up the cones* I say

*will require basic knowledge of philosophy and opthamology

“See you all on Monday” ’s how it starts
My clown’s face, it pulls me apart
There’s a seductive knocking on the door
A velvet glove that wont desist and go
There’s a knocking on my cellar door

I bring the candle closer to the page
I try to read the words crumbling with age
I chase the words, there’s nothing there ‘ne more
I turn my senses to the cellar door
“It’s ghosts and ghouls and sprites and nothing more.”

Ghosts and ghouls and sprites and mists are friends
I get the feeling I’m one of them
I feel the fear and know I can’t prolong
That what is to come soon along
The door will stand only so long

It’s done, the door’s hanging from a hinge
My clown face lies face down in the bin
The knocking’s made my knuckles raw and sore
‘Twas I who was knocking on the door
‘Twas I who had locked me out before

Plainly it seems that life is cold and grey
Let light a-shine upon thou I pray
As you emerge from the cave you see
The horse* will be pert as will the bee
Out with the rods, light up the cones* I say

*will require basic knowledge of philosophy and opthamology

Spied upon the simple fool Jorge
And made a deal with the devil today
“Teach me, if you, to play them drums devil
Ah’ will forever be your slave I will!”
Now devil smiled and ate him whole Ho! Hey!

Iambic Pentameter Limerick Acrostic! Cross posting, here I come.

Spied upon the simple fool Jorge
And made a deal with the devil today
“Teach me, if you, to play them drums devil
Ah’ will forever be your slave I will!”
Now devil smiled and ate him whole Ho! Hey!

Iambic Pentameter Limerick Acrostic! Cross posting, here I come.

Spied upon the simple fool Jorge
And made a deal with the devil today
“Teach me, if you, to play them drums devil
Ah’ will forever be your slave I will!”
Now devil smiled and ate him whole Ho! Hey!

Iambic Pentameter Limerick Acrostic! Cross posting, here I come.

There were two men from Madras
Whose globes were made of brass
Once in a stormy whether
They both crashed into each other
And sparks came out of their arse

Dude i have to say this with some woe
My poem may have sucked but your sucked more
Line two and three were totally out of beat
You don’t count syllables and don’t count feet

Ref: The Limericks discussion

Iambic Pentameter is teh suck
Avichal Chaturvedi makes one up
Lucyinthesky tries it too
Up above the moon the cow goes moo!

Sorry bout the bad lowly rhyme
just trying my hand at this strange device
The next one will be good i promise you
I’m hooked can’t stop it’s fun through ‘n’ through

The girl once wrote acrostic
And not-so-good was my diagnostic
“Hmm, She really can’t rhyme
Most of the time”
But her limericks were Boombastic!

There once was a dino from Gurgaon
Who had the most piculiar row
At every literary step he objected
But got pwned when interjected,
“You can’t count syllables, can you now?”

Hmm, what can I say. You take analysis far too seriously. Whatever anyone does on family guy is because it’s funny. Why they do it over and over again is because repetition is funny. That’s it, no one really represent anything, and Seth is talking outta’ his hat when he says anything of that sort.

There was an attempt philosophickal
To define identity once-and-for-all-ickal
If !(B!=A)
Then (B=A) very well may
The rest as they say is historickal

For those who know it already

Bhaigiri ko chod sab.. BAKWAAS
Bhai ka under jo rehta.. BINDAAS
Bhai ko denga tras,
hoenga woh khallas
bahenga uska blood just like tomato saas.

Oink Oink, the pigs shout
Ruling us with dogs as kings
What’s twice the answer
Emmanuel, to life the universe and everything?
Love tried, to conquer all and break these chains before
Love died and left us all, will two plus two make four?