Help me create a poem for English exam. My topic is about not

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Don't give up, faggots. Because if you do, you'll grow up to be a 32 year old virgin loser like me. Be strong and have a big schlong.

>>18327510
LOL thanks anon!

>don't give up
>you'll regret the glup
>adrift in the cosmos
>wake in your bed
>stare at the rooftop
>wishing you were dead
>see a nice slag
>down on the pavement
>too bad you're a fat ugly lug without any payment

>>18327503
This is a haiku
It was really hard to make
Please give me an A

Is this thread supposed to be ironic?

You have your material right here. You want to give up and outsource a stupid project to the internet. But, you won't give up and you power through to write a kickass powem.

>The only way my mind drifts
>is away from this assignment
>But in that direction there's only a cliff
>So I guess I'll just power through it
>How easy it would be to slap my friend a twenty
>and just not do it, that would be the truest
>but i want to pass and get you off my ass
>so ill just perservere, (sorry for cursing here).

>>18327503

>>18328464
>I sit watching these videos about nothing.Do I even like the price is right or whos line?I look outside as light fills my eyes.I am tempted by the mistress and walk out the door.A Chad lies out there ball in hand.I walk up to him.He introduces himself and so do I.I asks whats on my mind "Do you want some milk?"I pull out my cum rag.I don't go outside anymore.

>>18327503
Have you been given a poetic meter to follow? Like sonnet or limerick?

Anyway, I will give you a line to start with.

>I didn't want to try, but then I did try.

>>18327503
>
The wind rustles, but your bell tolls.
Friends outside-
Inside,
within me, call.
We want to leave; destroy it all.
Who am I to leave us but nothing?

Youth is for the young, I've heard them say
Youth is for the strong, I've heard them say
Youth is what you want, I've heard you pray
Youth is what I know-- the only way.

I try and I try and I try to get things done.
To be the best.
The prodigal son.
WHEN WILL YOU UNDERSTAND I HAVE NOTHING MORE TO GIVE?

Academics:
Be silent.
This is no longer your story.
Academics:
Be thoughtful.
I am not wise, nor sorry.
Academics:
Understand:
THAT SOME OF US DON'T.
Academics:
Take hold of someone else's throat.

The wind rustles, but my bell tolls.
Friends away,
apart,
without me, call.
I wanted to leave, destroy it all.
But instead,
I stay,
I'll make sense of it all.

>>18329176
Thank you for reminding me why I come here