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Handle, Quickrymer. I chose this cos i love writing poetry, what I
term Low Falutin Rhymes, in the language of the ordinary man.
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hey, that doesn't rhyme...
welcome to Hypo, that place that you know
where scientists dwell, where scientist grow.
where nobody stops before writing a verse,
a mindful challenge; i dunno which is worse,
if you challenge a rhymer to a lingual duel,
it's like throwing a fire ball into some fuel.
or if you challenge a physicist, to a challenge,
to find acoustic plasmons of rubidium, and then manage
to also challenge a hypographer to a toast
with a giant barbecue and Suinae Sus roast.
all those dangers are nothing to toy with in life
if you care to live, and don't care to strife.
i wish i could tell you more things about hypo
it's not easy to do for me, i just typo.
writing rhyming text, it is quiet a blunder
its like seeing a flash, without hearing thunder,
its like proving big bang, and still have people doubting
its like not knowing words when the crowd is shouting.
i will finish with this, like a diving bird
i welcome you now to my big hypo world.
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And remember that great question that
Pierre-Simon Laplace and
Sir Isaac Newton,
Andrei Markov and
David Hilbert,
Richard Feynman and
Enrico Fermi,
Albert Einstein and
Edmund Halley did not come to ask throughout all of their dedication and work: "Who the hell is IMing me?"
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