Haha... erected.

Oh yeah, happy birthday.

Happy Birthday!:)

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Happy B-Day Mothman

I DON'T MEAN TO OFFEND
OUR LITTLE FRIEND FROM THE UK
BUT YOUR POETRY SUCKS
WHAT MORE CAN I SAY

ITS NOT REALLY YOUR FAULT
YOU'RE A YOUNG LITTLE NIPPER
FROM THE LAND THAT GAVE US MARY POPPINS
AND OF COURSE, JACK THE RIPPER

I DON'T MEAN TO DISCOURAGE YOU
OR MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE SCUM
BECAUSE IT DOESN'T EVEN MATTER
WHAT COUNTRY YOU HAIL FROM

TO RHYME AD NAUSEUM IS MY CURSE
I WISH IT ON NO OTHER
IT RUNS IN THE MARLEY FAMILY
FROM BAD GENES FROM MY MOTHER

BUT LET US NOT SWAY
FROM THE TOPIC AT HAND
TO GIVE MOTHMAN WELL WISHES
AND HOPE HIS BIRTHDAY'S GRAND

So Marley replied,
what a wonderful treat,
you can't say she never tried,
and it was a little neat,

but she got it all wrong,
the rhyming heart was missing,
her soul was gone,
It was only dissing,

The curse was with me,
Marley was my 14th cousin,
It appeared when I was three,
as with more of my family, a dozen,

so watch out marley,
move over and worry,
Coz I got a harley,
And you'll soon be sorry,

You tried to crush me,
but did not do it,
so soon you will see,
I'm a fierce poet.

READING THAT LAST BIT
MADE MY BRAIN HURT
AND A LITTLE FYI
I DON'T WEAR A SKIRT

KEEP TO TOSSING
SMALL ANIMALS IN THE AIR
FOR POETRY AIN'T YOUR FORTE
YOU JUST DON'T HAVE THE FLAIR

Why this war,
it's pointless I think,
Just accept defeat,
go bury yourself in drink,

For I am here,
accept it and stop,
you can try if you want,
but you're no longer the top,

and I'm sorry to tell you,
your brain's always in pain,
because you see what you write,
and it just isn't sain

WELL MY LITTLE HARRY POTTER
IF I ONLY HAD THE TIME
TO SCHOOL YOU IN THE WAYS OF VERSE
AND TEACH YOU HOW TO RHYME

I WOULD CONSIDER IT A WAR OF WORDS
BUT MY TALENT IS QUITE UNMATCHED
FOR YOU SEE MY YOUNG SHERLOCK HOLMES
I'VE ALREADY HAD YOU DISPATCHED

NOW RUN ALONG FOR A SPOT OF TEA
OR PERHAPS A BIT OF CRUMPET
I COULD TAKE YOU OUT IN A MOMENTS TIME
AND WOULDN'T EVEN BREAK A SWEAT

My dearest friend,
your head is getting bigger,
but you are getting sloppy now,
your rhymes losing it's figure,

I don't like tea,
and crumpets suck, I'd much prefer a biscuit,
Just try call me harry potter again,
I really wouldn't risk it,

So try your best,
You cannot win, for britons are always right,
harvard and oxford trained us well,
I could rhyme better than you all night!

poet battle. this is cool.