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Sonnet № 49352

If this isn't plagiarism I don't know what is...

Member since 2002 · Posted 18 May 2003 · 15 comments

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date. Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd; But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st: So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. by William Shakespeare (1564-1616)

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15 comments

[n/a] Bill Z Bub 18-May-03/7:40 PM Reply
Guess what? This isn't plagiarism! Why not? Because you wrote "by William Shakespeare" at the end. You didn't try to pass it off as your own.
Now that's what I call irony.
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. › Bill Z Bub 19-May-03/4:56 AM Reply
Gutted or what.
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 19-May-03/4:56 AM Reply
It's not even copyright violation.
[n/a] Yardbird › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 19-May-03/6:24 AM Reply
EXACTLY! It's D-E-L-I-B-E-R-A-T-E-L-Y got Will Shake's name on it, for IRONIC VALUE. Jeez, are you some dumbass-shit Texan redneck or what? Oh, wait, that's a little to close to home...hyuk, hyuk!!!
[n/a] Yardbird › Yardbird 19-May-03/6:27 AM Reply
And there we have it, ladies and gents - Dick Angle's Einsteinian intellect strikes again!
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. › Yardbird 19-May-03/6:42 AM Reply
hahahaha you complete bum-arse. You saw that you'd made an utter bosh and desperately tried to save face by claiming it was deliberate. Well guess what kiddo - you ain't foolin' no one. Now scram!
[n/a] Yardbird › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 19-May-03/2:34 PM Reply
Oh dear, it gets worse...
What will you come up with next - 'I know you are, you said you are, but what am I'? Grow up, for shit's sake!
[n/a] Yardbird › Yardbird 19-May-03/2:35 PM Reply
And 'bum-arse'? Come on, that's just childish...
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. › Yardbird 19-May-03/5:27 PM Reply
is it? And there I was thinking I'd struck a bum-splatteringly telling blow with the maturity of that insult. But now it seems to have horribly backfired! Oh how ghastly... you may have won this round, Yardbird... but guess what: your face is made of rice and your eyes smell of bum-cacks.
[n/a] Yardbird › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 20-May-03/12:53 AM Reply
It's all bollocks, isn't it...
[n/a] horus8 19-May-03/11:59 AM Reply
Well that was a waste of web space. What do Bill z. bub. Dark fandago, and Yardturd have in common one might ask? That's easy. The need to reach deep down into eachothers soles for comfort, and belonging, to anything, especially. this lovely site "poemfaker".con
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. › horus8 19-May-03/12:47 PM Reply
You forgot 'horus g8'.

L.O.L.
[n/a] Yardbird › horus8 19-May-03/2:32 PM Reply
This coming from a gimp who things that in writing a poem called "porn star haikus", he's being 'shocking', 'funny' and 'controversial'. Piss off, you sad, aimless bastard.
[n/a] horus8 › Yardbird 19-May-03/5:37 PM Reply
Well, I "thing" you're hardly charming, creative, or worth the lashing I could waste a page on. I also "thing" if you "thing" I was trying to be 'shocking' or controversial, you really are delusional, and also, I didn't beg you to come read it, you did that on your own, so "thing" about that for a while hoser. <yawn> <toot> <stretch>. Next!
[n/a] Yardbird › horus8 20-May-03/12:54 AM Reply
Why "<toot>"? It makes no sense, yet it tickles my funny bone no end - BRAVO sir! You have made my week!