wanted: ski poem

you should write somthing ski or winter related.

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I am a drinker with skiing problems.

'Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.'
Benjamin Franklin.

'i can see you all in a few years, sucking dick behind a cyber cafe.' -Lord_Piot on people being addicted to ns.com

Word to that....I wrote a sick poem last year for AP lit., if I can dig it up I'll give it to you.




better to burn out...
...then fade away

Here's an example from skipimp_:

This is a song
about a job
for all the rich people
that drive a saab
I run a lift
at Lake Louise
I say 'sit in the middle please'
and make sure you keep your knees
If you trip
or drop a mitt
don't worry
im all over it
If you fall
and have to crawl
It's ok, I'll be right there
that's because I really care
People stare at my long hair
some even say 'heard of Nair?'
sitting in the top shack
checking out the honey's racks
in the mornings
Im a wreck
from my 50$
pay cheque
im in control of the throttle
I make sure I have a bottle
Even though the liftee's life is the life for me
It really sucks when you have to pee
Gotta love that reflective glass
So all the kids can't see my ass.

'If there's a nipple, download it, then delete it.' - Matt Harvey

i wrote one in 8th grade


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HCC fo yo punk ass!

Smith, Obermeyer, and Fiji- (aint no thang)

I like to ski
But it sucks to unzip your snow clothes to pee.


Girls don't like sensitive guys. Since I don't treat women like objects, I have to treat objects like women.

I can give you one that is snowboard related if you want




Join me in Whistler from June 20-26... it's gonna kick! :)

JASON!!!!!!!!!!!!

WHERE'S OUR KICK ASS POEM!?!?!??!





-Lauren


I'm not much of a man by the light of day
But by night I'm one hell of a lover
I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transexual Transylvania...

www.clownpenis.fart

- Patrick·patproductions.com
Looks like rain to me.

I wrote this last year in creative writing

I waje up in the morning, at the crack of dawn
I step out of bed and out comes a yawn
I put on my clothes, get ready to go
To ski the steeps in three foot snow
I grab my skis and walk out the door
These breathtaking views are what I adore.
I click into my bindings, strap into my boots
I go up the lift and stare at the chutes
I get to the top, and oh what a sight
three feet of powder reflecting the light.
I put on my headphones, turn on some Dead,
I pull down the hat that's covering my head.
I stand at the top, scoping out my line
Staring at the snow that is all mine.
I push off the top, and down the hill I go
This feeling I feel, you will never know.
The feeling of weightlessness, the feeling of floating
The feeling of standing on a river flowing
I link my turns, style is the key
Flying down the mountain, with this feeling of free
I come to a cliff, this part is fun
Soaring through the air, having a feeling like none
Crossing my feet, grabbing my skis
Riding away with a whole lotta steez.
Too bad for them who never leave the park
Not knowing this feeling, standing in the dark.
While I am here, light is what I see.
Knowing as long as there's powder, I will always be free.
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The only way to prevent rape is to say yes.

'. . . thou shalt eat the herb of the field ' (Genesis 3:18)
'. . . eat every herb of the land ' (Exodus 10:12)
'Better is a dinner of herb where love is, than a stalled ox and hatred therewith' (Proverbs 15:17)
“He Causeth the Grass to Grow for the Cattle, and Herb for the Service of Man” (Psalm 104:14)

That is an excellent poem!! I would yoink that if I skied and if I had to write a poem for class.




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Derek, that was real good.
I didn't plagiarize.
But i definitely had to go off of your steez idea.

Skiing Heaven
Brody Leven

Real early in the morning,
I get out of bed.
I reach for my ?toque?,
That will cover my head.

It?s early in the morning,
Just the crack of dawn.
I stretch out my body,
And let out a yawn.

I get all of my clothes,
And put on my gear,
Preparing myself,
For that time of year.

It?s wintertime now,
And I?m ready to go.
This feeling I get,
No one can know.

I feel so free,
For once I?m alone,
It?s just my head and my skis,
On a giant snow-cone.

I click into my bindings,
Strap into my boots,
I go up the lift,
And stare at the chutes.

I can see for miles,
From here to there.
I can ski down this run,
And end up anywhere.

I put on my headphones,
Isolation from the world.
I listen to my music,
And watch my heaven unfurl.

I love doing tricks,
I love crossing my skis,
No matter what I do,
I ride away with ?mad steez?.

Having fun is key,
And more important than all,
Many people like to ski,
And it?s sure a ball.



Brody
i wont drop out of high school for skiing, mom

my apostrophes are question marks....hm...

and i changed the first line of the second stanza to 'it's too early for me'


Brody
i wont drop out of high school for skiing, mom

nice stuff
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-David