[H] Batman Arkham Asylum [W] a poem

Roses are red

I've got the game

Let anyone else win instead.

Roses are tits,
Violets are tits,
I like tits,
Tits.

Dusty piles of books,
Only one word to call them,
Incunabula.

thanks for the oportunity,

im so tired,

had a cup of coffee 6 hours ago

and i was wired,

gotta go to work within the next hour.

im so tired...im so tired...

jk aside, really thanks for the oportunity but my eyes are closing by themselves ;), congrats to the winner

I wrote this poem of
sorrow and tragedy
just for a steam key.

(lol)

I'll rape your tits

With a long stick

A spark will be lit

I'll then steal a kiss

I don't want the game

But poems are irresistible

I've overcome such situations

Saved a lot of people

I don't like to kill

But death must be made

When the Joker comes my way

2081

You've become the old one

Lying in your grave

Ha Ha

Laughing at you today

Sux4lyfe

Beggars abound,

Just like me.

Wherever games are found,

given away for free.

Here I Sit Broken Hearted,

Was taking a shit,

When the give-a-way started

A Shocking Tale

                         It was a Dark Cold autumn night
                       Where all the bats were taking flight
                        A Steam gifter was running in fright 
                          Too many games to post up tonight
                         From the humble bumble charity site
                            Getting close to midnight
               The steam gifters father comes in and turns out the light
                             For it be a School Night

                              The end

Fear is a fear in itself

Me, Who am I?
I am a human, just like you,
And we all have our fears, strengths and weaknesses.
But here, I humbly share my own fears,
As vividly as I can, as accurately as possible,
It all matters to you, for whether you believe my fears,
Is all up to you to decide, dear reader….

Raindrops pelted down like bullets,
As if to beat us up like mallets,
I sat down to eat some salad,
In an attempt to distract myself,
Munch Munch, Gulp Gulp,
With every single bite, heighten would my fright,
For I knew the lightning would very soon strike.

Bolts of powerful blinding light,
Descending from the sky with heavenly might,
My trembling body would shudder,
My instinct told me to run into a corner,
Where I sensed I would never ever be bothered,
By the fierce boom of godly thunder.

Creepy shadows crawling on the carpet, would surely cause my doom,
For it makes my imagination run wild like an angry bull,
With sights of headless creatures, visions of bloodthirsty vampires and brainless zombies
Which I would recall from chapters of horror stories,
That I always very much enjoyed reading,
It is truly such a pity, for even my hobby would not free me,
To try to put me to unending suffering.

All these events unfolded when I was a little kid,
With such a small mind that knew nothing, of the world's happenings,
A brain as young as our Sun, compared to other ones,
A body as weak as a sheet of writing paper,
That was all I possessed, to grow up later,
And yet, we are all here, strong and grown up,
Then I wrote down my experiences, and I am surprised this is a poem.

been meaning to say something
but nothing came to mind
been staring into the horizon
for thoughts that i could mine
instead of being witty
what i thought of only rhymes
sorry you've had to read this
and thank your for your time

hi katy perry if i win this game im gonna play it on shrooms i hope its not scary?

Behold the Bat of Gotham's mythic lore,

Atop the highest tower in the world.

He lunges, black cape flowing in the wind,

Towards the laughing jackal, pale and thin.

They dance, the city's fate held in their grasps,

As artists, dedicated to their task,

The martial contest for the final laugh.

But lo, the Bat arises in the end,

Scarred, contused but triumphant at last.

For Batman's sake/
we've come to this/
A big pancake /
the Joker miss

The Scarecrow moves/
Bane is on the way/
and everybody knows/
that Robin is gay -- (ok, he doesn't appear on the game, but I couldn't miss that)/

The Harley Quinn/
and Riddler say/
Someone else win?/
There's no way!

What i shoud do? To win that game, or to don't win that game? To cross the street, or wait until cars driwe and then cross? TO be silly dumb girl, or be dumb silly girl? Answer is, GIVE THAT GAME

The Keyboard is blue

My mouse showing red

I dont know where you come from

but i think it's time to bed.

go to sleep my friend

have a nice dreams

i know you might be sad

but still , go to your Fuc**** bed

All these people want the game,

They use big words in hopes to gain,

A shot at winning an easy find,

They try to muse with simple rhyme,

Wishing they could afford to pay,

Been entering giveaways all day.

We all want it,

But one will win.

As my eyes grow heavy,

And the world goes dim.

I wish good luck to all who tried,

To win a game that'll blow your mind.

As you play as the man,

In cape and cowl,

To return Joker's grin,

With an unamused scowl.

Living and breathing to foil his schemes,

As we all open 'New Tabs' for YouTube or Memes.

Thank you,
Best of luck!

-Barrel

I once was playing Mass effect 3

But then I decided to go take a pee

When I saw Obama standing there

He said "Hey, how would you like a pear?"

I ate it and admit it was so delicious

It was so good I was almost supersticious

Is this pear part of a government conspiracy

Or did you steal it from another country's forestry?

Barrack gave me a wink before flying away

"Uhhh hey, vote for me, I support the gay"

"Have you ever played batman?"

I said "No, only if I can"

He said "I got a buddy named Gemshrooms"

"He'd give it to you for some booms"

"Booms in a poem I mean"

" A poem so good it could rupture my spleen!"

I watched Obama fly away

He was floating right over the bay

How could he do this, he was just a human

But that sneaky government must have made him some cumin

To spice up the chicken he ate for thanksgiving

So he could fly whenever it was his bidding

I would keep going, but I think this is sufficient

To show I am the most creative minion of Maleficent(The villain in Snow White)

Through times we sit
In the remembrance of the old days
Wherever we go
Haunted by the memories of the past

The times long gone
Are never coming back
Yet we stand here today
Yet for another games we beg

Lessons not learned
And advices ignored
Times are about to be wasted
Yes, sorrow times awaited

But no, this is our Call of Duty
And shall I fall, please do Remember Me
Through The Void, He has arrived
Stand tall Gentlemen, The Batman Returns!

Batman Poem by TonyJapMayo

Roses are red
Violets are red
Everything is red
My garden is on fire.

P.S i got the game already :P

A Haiku:

     Why is everyone
Coming up with these poems
    When the game is cheap

Blue is colour

Water is environment

Batman is hero

Genshrooms a gamer

He's got some cool gadgets, some sweet technology

He's everything a superhero'd ever wanna be

He cruises 'round the city in his rocket-powered car

Beating up the bad guys because killing goes too far

A spotlight beams up to the clouds, the symbol of the bat

Metropolis go f**k yourself, cuz Gotham's where it's at

Of black capes and body armor, he must be a fan

Criminals best watch yo'selves, here comes the Batman!