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code_geass2008-09-27 05:46 pm
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'Twas The Night Before Geass...
So, it's story time on /a/, and anonymous has given us a little treat.
It was the night before Geass and all through the board...
Not a creature was fapping, not even a mod...
Lelouch in his pope-hat, Kanon in his cap,
Suzaku recovering from Kallen's bitch slap.
The Geass-fags were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Spinzaku danced in their heads;
A post was stickied at the top with care,
In hopes that Prince Clovis soon would be there.
When out on the board there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to my screen to see what was the matter!
Away to the frontpage I flew like a flash,
Tore open the replies and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the shota-rolo
Gave the lustre of mid-day to the threads below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should arise,
But a Brittanian prince with geass bright in his eyes,
His charming clamp frogface contorted with cheer,
He was led by a spinning spandex-wearing queer.
More rapid than /b/tards his coursers they CAME,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Spinzaku! now, Rolo! now, Villetta and Sayoko!
On, Kallen! on Milly! on, Shirley and CC!
So up to the frontpage datasses they flew,
With the sleigh full of homolust, and St. Mootolas too!
Written by anon; not me. How would you write it?
It was the night before Geass and all through the board...
Not a creature was fapping, not even a mod...
Lelouch in his pope-hat, Kanon in his cap,
Suzaku recovering from Kallen's bitch slap.
The Geass-fags were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Spinzaku danced in their heads;
A post was stickied at the top with care,
In hopes that Prince Clovis soon would be there.
When out on the board there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to my screen to see what was the matter!
Away to the frontpage I flew like a flash,
Tore open the replies and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the shota-rolo
Gave the lustre of mid-day to the threads below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should arise,
But a Brittanian prince with geass bright in his eyes,
His charming clamp frogface contorted with cheer,
He was led by a spinning spandex-wearing queer.
More rapid than /b/tards his coursers they CAME,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Spinzaku! now, Rolo! now, Villetta and Sayoko!
On, Kallen! on Milly! on, Shirley and CC!
So up to the frontpage datasses they flew,
With the sleigh full of homolust, and St. Mootolas too!
Written by anon; not me. How would you write it?
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whoever wrote that in /a/ I want to send them flowers
"In hopes that Prince Clovis soon would be there" NICE!
"While visions of Spinzaku danced in their heads" I DIED X|
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