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Beanymcbwean Goes to Hogwarts Beanymcbwean Goes to Hogwarts
*groan* Go awaaaay .
*BOOM* The alarm clock exploded.
WAAAAAwawawawawawawawawaaaa!!!! Beany jumped three feet into the air and landed on her face.
Beany looked up. In front of her stood a girl with bushy, almost affro-like brown hare and HUGEGANTOSAURUS buck teeth that went all the way to the floor. Who the heck are you?
I be Hermione Granger, and you shouldnt be talking to a prefect that way. Sleeping on the job, eh?
The job o learnin, me bucko, Hermione said. Now go see Dumbledore.
I DONT FEEL LIKE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Beanys gigantic roar blew Hermione away. Several seconds later, there was a loud explosion and several first year boys
A Powerful Word A gentle touch
a fond embrace
a whispered word
to see you again.
Love is a powerful word.
An angry look
a push away
a yelled insult
because of what you did.
Hate is a powerful word.
A last look back
a strong regret
a making up.
all our problems.
Sorry is a powerful word.
A joke made
a memory shared
a flashback faced
echoing in an empty room
Happy is a powerful word.
A sad goodbye
a call me later
I love you too.
A Truth IgnoredOne night I dreamed I was an eagle
I could see the whole world
and hear a whole nation
and below me a man on TV
spoke to all his viewers.
"Don't listen to what they say.
There is no problem."
While I look around and see that it is not true.
Around this man ice mlts
and floods rage through cities.
tornadoes pick you up and throw you who-knows-where
and hurricanes tear you apart.
around this man,
people are dying.
They look up to the heavens
"Please, someome help me."
And I look down at this man
this cold, hard, television man,
and I know that he is lying.
Our world, where all battles were won,
all countries founded,
all discoveries made,
all children born, is falling apart.
Our world is dying.
And we are doing nothing to stop it.
hello hello hello
i am your beloved count olaf
there yu are buttmunch
hey is that necesarry? xD
`butt-munch' n. one who munches butts
lol takes one to know one
well i know
i aint denying it
go chew some buttocks
right back atcha
muncher de bout
FRENCH WHAT NOW
in your FACE
The TenantScreeching cars, a jumbled maze
The lonely tenant never stays
He cant stand to hear the lies blared through the radio.
He keeps the rhythm, moves in time
Keeps his distance, toes the line
Pondering the things that man will never know.
He doesnt think like you and me
His thoughts line up so perfectly,
The curtains drawn, hes ready for the show.
And he doesnt need this place,
Its lies plain on its face,
The smoke tries to erase the scene around
And our actions are his fears
Ringing through my ears
He watches Mothers tears fall to the ground.
This single tenant walks alone
His feet connected to the stone
He sees that time is moving nearly twice as slow.
People fight and people die
And those who miss them always cry
They stand around the gravestone in the falling snow.
But they dont remember the times
When hate was truth, and love was lie
The tenant paid his debt to feelings long ago.
And he knows about this place
The stretch marks on its face
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