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Need poetry...

Fall, oh fall
I smell you in the breeze
Summer is gone
But not my venerial disease
My memories were fond
Of Jess, the skanky blonde
But there is still puss on my weiner
 
Seagulls in Flight
M Chesney

A graceful dive, then graceful flight,
birds silhouetted by summer's dying light;
to fly, oh they heart does weep,
to lift one's wings and take a leep;
to be sailing the clouding skies as the seas;
once mezmerized, but my hope did cease,
as my eyes rest upon the harbor gull,
who looks no better than Jethro Thrull,
the creature I once hoped to be;
the stinky seagul who landed next to me.

🙂
 
what's this? noone else at ATOT can come up with a poem like that *snaps fingers*

sad, sad day when people aren't cultured enough to find a poem let alone write one 🙁
 
It's got to be a published poem about fall, which narrows it down quite a bit.

It can be distantly or abstractly related to fall, however, just as long as I can explain how.
 
There was a young man from Brazil
Who got tangled up with a drill
It went through his smalls
Straight into his balls
And now when he talks he's quite shrill.

^^ Could have happened in Autumn (Fall).
 
something lazy:

*insert poetry corner drums*
Fall,
cold air,
sweaters with colors,
winter's coming,
i forgot my hat

*finger snap appluase*
 
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