Everything you say must rhyme,
post here often, and watch your post count gradually climb.

Well, I guess this hasn't been a success,
But I guess I'll revive this to see what's next.
This was very hard to find,
'cause it was on old page five.

I'll be sure to be here often,
This is a fun thread,
As long as everything is zen,
This thread will be fed.

God thinking of ryhmes must be hard.
Maybe I'll get some ideas if I sit in my yard.
Maybe I'll be kinda good at ryhmes,
but when I think of them, I'll be here at anytime.

Here's a fun rhyme filled story, I made just for you
I only plan on making one, not two.

Twas the night before Christmas,
In a quaint little town,
Almost everyone was smiling,
Except for one dude, who frowned
This frowny man had a name, it was The Pinch
And he found himself in a wee little cinch
You see, the Pinch hated Christmas
He hated it all
He hated the caroling, the presents, the shiny balls*
So a devious plot came to the disgruntled snob’s head,
He thought “How about I stop Christmas instead?”
So he got out his chainsaw,
His shotguns and money
His bear traps, a bottle cap, and a big jar of honey
He got out some armor, a tank, and a bomb
A syringe, a blowtorch, and a hat from his mom
He got it all together and exclaimed “I am set”
It was raining in YoVille, all the people got wet
He had a big sleigh and prepared to do some slaying
To get revenge on his tormentors, on Christmas, they should start praying
He slid down the mountain on that big shiny red sleigh
And giggled and smirked, he had fun planning the day
His sleigh went down the hill at 500 miles per hour
He screamed, his eyes fell out, it was an unreasonable hour
The sleigh hit a rock, The Pinch and his equipment went flying
He thought his plan was in ruins, so he began crying
But then he realized his stuff was intact
So he recovered all his joy and deviousness, it came back
He put on a Santa suit and practiced saying “ho”
As he trudged and trudged through the cold, white, wet snow
He snuck into someone’s house, he was so happy
But when he got in the house, he thought he’d better be snappy
Because there was a Rottweiler sleeping on the couch
If that dog caught him, he’d be saying “Ouch!”
He tiptoed through the kitchen and broke down the door
He swiped some kid’s presents, he wanted lots more
But then all of a sudden, the dog woke up sad
As soon as he saw The pinch, he began to get mad
The dog chased him through the house, biting his bag
He ripped it open, out came the shotguns and tags
The dog bit his nose right off!
The Pinch realized his eyes and nose were both off
He said “I’m gonna check the next house much better”
“I don’t want to be treated like I’m a piece of cheddar”
So he fell down the chimney
But then he gasped in shock
He saw an orange light at the bottom!
He realized he’d be burnt to a crisp
So he started praying and crying out sists**
The Pinch’s suit caught on fire, he started to scream
But then a YoVillian came out, with a barrel of whipped cream
He sprayed the deliciousness at the burning guy
But The Pinch, he still yelled, “I’m going to die!”
The YoVillian extinguished the fire, The Pinch sighed
He said “Thank you for saving me, I could have died”
The YoVillian invited The Pinch to lunch
The Pinch realized this guy was not one to punch!
He carved up some turkey for Christmas dinner
The Pinch smiled and said “I’m a winner”
After dinner and a good old-fashioned puke
The Pinch forgot his red bag, which carried his nuke!
The nuke exploded and destroyed the man’s house
And even blazed up some poor little mouse
But the man said “Well OK, that’s fine”
“That house sucked anyway, bombing it was divine!”
So the YoVillian gathered his friends, The Pinch smiled with glee
And they all sang songs around the big tree!
The Pinch, overwhelmed, shouted without fright,
“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
THE END
*I mean ornaments, you sicko
**I ran out of rhymes

Wow that was a really long post
I thought my brain was going to roast.
I'll leave you with a thought in the back of your head.
What if you awoke to find you were dead?

I got one.
There once was a girl named Glad
She is always very mad

Boys say she's cute
She's always on mute

She is never sad.
That's the story of Glad.

Yo, whassup vulpix
Check out my sweet pics
Of cool retro games
You can't call them lame
Or the same
In this game
Ok, yo
This is how it go, bro.
If you wanna know, bro
how the show go
keep it on the down-low
and don't let it blow
up in your face
your show, your space
erased.
Ok, yo

I just want another post
I gotta check my roast,
I wanna gain some rank
Although I'd rather make bank,
I'm stuck here on the board
I'm now one of the zombie hoarde,
I'm not a big dude with rhyme
But hey, I'll still drop a dime,
But I'll stop short of being mean,
Because, here on Vizzed I'm still green,

Why find the time to rhyme, when you could always look at some slime. See it goo and crawl, watch it's blue and I can roll it into a ball. Splat, look at dat.

I might no comefrom the hood
but i got love for da game
rappers these days
do it fo' the riches and fame

I aint like them
I tho' dem out
but i dont bite them
if u agree lemme hear you shout
(now a parody of love the way you lie)
Next time you'll show yur strenght
you dont get anutha chance, life is no nintendo game
no you get to watch your food thrown in the shower
guess thats y they call it acid rain

That story was lame!
Did it even have a name?
I will tell you something good
But I don't know if I should
But I will tell you this
A love story about a deep dark Abyss
Where a young lad had his very first kiss
Who was that lad? ah, it makes me reminice
As I was the boy who had is very first kiss
my first kiss in that deep dark Abyss.
I beleive the girl was Swiss
Whom I met in that Abyss.
with who I shared, my very first kiss...



(that was all a lie by the way)

Ha! I knew it was a lie!
Now you must go and bake me a pie!
As for now, I have no stories.
But I'll have one soon, no worries!

I'll pick up the slack of vizwiz,
I'll slop down a story like nobody's biz.
I'll kick you to the curb, and steal your rank,
And put all of my hardearned Viz in the bank,
I won't rehash any old tune,
I won't be finishing anytime soon,
I like to rhyme slash rap,
But most of the stuff I put out is crap,
But that ain't what your girl said,
When I rocked and rolled tunes in her head,
Don't think my mind is that dirty,
At least not until past ten thirty,
And even then, I'm still quite tame,
Hey that's the price I pay for fifteen minutes of fame.

Hey that was good legacyme,
But you think you're skillz can beat me?
But wait, hold on, I gotta pee.

Okay I'm back,
time for me to pick up the slack.
I'll be posting till half past three,
still thinking about that Wii?
I know I am,
I just spent all my money on a video cam.
Should I get it?
I mean, it's not like I need exercise, I'm already fit.

My name is NotJon - the great
Wear my caps crooked, never straight
I spread the word of love, never hate
Just kidding, although I must admit, this rhyme is coming a little LATE

my name is runasun,
I'm having trouble with this pun,
I this were I race I might've won,
now I'm craving a cinnamin bun!

I once owned a kitteh, it was very fit.
big fat cat : But you had to kill it
So now I will pick up my gloves and my metal bat
And get revenge in that big fat cat!

I just finished drinking a jar of Pickle Juice
and now I feel sick so give me a nuse
I will hang myself until I am dead
only being supported by my head
but wait! I wake up that morning snuggly in my bed
it was all a dream, I was never dead
the pickle juice I drank only gave me a stomache ache
thinking about it now, all I can do is make my head shake.