Looks like I met my match
Although I really tried
This Raccoon Lady is too good
Her lunch and me she fried!

But then again I'll bounce back
And it's my pleasure to drop by
You might have me on the rack
But I'll give you a good tie!

My dear friend Chris, I'd like to see
You try to have a tie with me
So rhyme away, if rhyme you must
I'll leave you choking on my dust!

Mary had a little lamb
She kept it in a box
With a pair of shears, oh dear - oh dear,
T'is now a pair of woolly socks.

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The Kite Fliers

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Kite fliers: An imaginary club of solo members, those who don't yet
belong to a formal team so "fly their own kites" - as the saying goes.

Calling 311, no answer...

By 311, I think he means a band from Omaha
Vic's tried to raise a dude of whose word skills I am in awe
But I don't care who rhymes today, your sis, your ma, your pa
I'm not afraid of Englishmen or cowboys with quick draws!

Or even a Horse named Quick Draw McGraw who moonlights as ElKabong?

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The T1 Trust, PRR T1 Class 4-4-4-4 #5550, 1 of America's First HST's

Mary had a little lamb
She kept it in a box
With a pair of shears, oh dear - oh dear,
T'is now a pair of woolly socks.

She wore those socks upon her feet
Her toes were nice and warm
Until those folks from PETA
Around Mary formed a swarm

"What have you done?", they asked of her
"Where is your gentle lamb?"
She raised her shears and said to them
"I can't change who I am!"

Chris is doing battle royal
Against Ang who's really on the boil
Who'll win this battle
I really can't say
But nothing unusual on poets day.

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The Kite Fliers

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Kite fliers: An imaginary club of solo members, those who don't yet
belong to a formal team so "fly their own kites" - as the saying goes.

oh kk , only the 411 band and the 911 band are known here ^^

This is post 322, 311 was in reference to the post, I wasn't actually dialing 311.

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The T1 Trust, PRR T1 Class 4-4-4-4 #5550, 1 of America's First HST's

Chris is doing battle royal
Against Ang who's really on the boil
Who'll win this battle
I really can't say
But nothing unusual on poets day.

Sir Nick, I'm glad you're here to play
I'll take you on most any day
Along with any other clown
Who wants to see me knock him down!

"What have you done?", they asked of her
"Where is your gentle lamb?"
She raised her shears and said to them
"I can't change who I am!"

That's not the point, replied the judge.
Against poor Mary he now held a grudge.
That poor little lamb has lost it's coat
And all you do is stand there and gloat.

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The Kite Fliers

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Kite fliers: An imaginary club of solo members, those who don't yet
belong to a formal team so "fly their own kites" - as the saying goes.

"What have you done?", they asked of her
"Where is your gentle lamb?"
She raised her shears and said to them
"I can't change who I am!"

That's not the point, replied the judge.
Against poor Mary he now held a grudge.
That poor little lamb has lost it's coat
And all you do is stand there and gloat.

Said Mary, "You're all silly fops!
Who wants a plate of grilled lamb chops?"
Then waved a platter way up high
Upon which there was shepherd's pie!!!

Ang is up for a game or two.
Too see what battle she can do.
Rockets, canons, bombs galore.
To see what points now she can score.

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The Kite Fliers

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Kite fliers: An imaginary club of solo members, those who don't yet
belong to a formal team so "fly their own kites" - as the saying goes.

Said Mary, "You're all silly fops!
Who wants a plate of grilled lamb chops?"
Then waved a platter way up high
Upon which there was shepherd's pie!!!

Shepherd's pie up in the sky.
I did not know that you could fly.
Come down now for it's getting late.
And land upon my dinner plate.

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The Kite Fliers

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Kite fliers: An imaginary club of solo members, those who don't yet
belong to a formal team so "fly their own kites" - as the saying goes.

Ang is up for a game or two.
Too see what battle she can do.
Rockets, canons, bombs galore.
To see what points now she can score.

I am not worried for, you see,
I love to go on rhyming sprees!
Sir Nick this Mary stuff is fun
Respond, please, til the story's done...

Said Mary, "You're all silly fops!
Who wants a plate of grilled lamb chops?"
Then waved a platter way up high
Upon which there was shepherd's pie!!!

Shepherd's pie up in the sky.
I did not know that you could fly.
Come down now for it's getting late.
And land upon my dinner plate.

For punishment she was a glutton
She served the judge a stew of mutton
She boiled him up a side of yam
Then served the judge a rack of lamb!

I wonder about you people at times,
with your word war of rhymes.

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I used to be a cruncher like you, then I took an arrow to the knee.

I wonder about you people at times,
with your word war of rhymes.

Hi Seahawk, welcome to the fray
I'm glad you happened by to play
Jump right in and strike a pose
I'll line my victims up in rows!!!!

You've seen the best of my rhyming,
its just my lack of timing.
That I should wonder into this mess,
and try to tussle with the best.

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I used to be a cruncher like you, then I took an arrow to the knee.

I am not worried for, you see,
I love to go on rhyming sprees!
Sir Nick this Mary stuff is fun
Respond, please, til the story's done...

Well Mary was actually having fun.
In front of the judge she wasn't done.
She said "My Lord you look so big"
Upon your head is that a woolly wig?

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The Kite Fliers

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Kite fliers: An imaginary club of solo members, those who don't yet
belong to a formal team so "fly their own kites" - as the saying goes.

My friends I must bid you adieu
Twas fun to play with all of you
But we are going out tonight
And as it is, I look a fright!

We're going to a birthday bash
So for the shower I must dash
The bash is all arranged for one
Whose birthday on this day has come.

My husband is concerned that we
Will not arrive in time to see
The guest of honor, in whose eyes,
We must emerge and shout "SURPRISE!!!"


Bye friends!!!

Hi Seahawk, welcome to the fray
I'm glad you happened by to play
Jump right in and strike a pose
I'll line my victims up in rows!!!!

Seahawk's come to join the fight.
The more's the merrier, that's all right.
Queensbury's rules so keep it tight.
This is going to last right through the night.

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The Kite Fliers

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Kite fliers: An imaginary club of solo members, those who don't yet
belong to a formal team so "fly their own kites" - as the saying goes.

(Ok, ok... just one more before I shower...)

Well Mary was actually having fun.
In front of the judge she wasn't done.
She said "My Lord you look so big"
Upon your head is that a woolly wig?

Clip-clip, snip-snip, her scissors flew
The judge did look a fright
And that is why our Mary is
In jail this very night!

(Ok, this time I'm really leaving... bye!)