I Lik The Bred - Tumblr Posts

I found this poem by @frogyell and laughed at it for two days straight so take this doodle as a symbol of my appreciation. 😂

this is… so pure

This is Superman.

Superman is a tiny tiny little rooster who unfortunately was a little bit stunted in the growth area when he was a little chick.   

Brother and sister, born at the exact same time.

He eventually caught up but by then the flock had basically bullied him so much for being tiny he’d been entirely ostracized and turned into a complete loner so now he has to live all by himself over with the cows, but he doesn’t care one bit because now he’s the leader of four big brown four legged chickens and honestly who can say that.

Also he’s super-cuddly.

my name is Scribe and wen its brite with pen and inke i sit and write (in rede and blewe and gold that glemes) with carful handes i gild the memes.

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Someone who doesn’t even have a Tumblr submitted this to me. It is glorious.

cowpunk.

My name is Georg adn wen you cownt or tally up the hole amownt of spyders ayt by men, do not cownt those i eet - i eet a lot.

My name is Georg adn wen you cownt or tally up the hole amownt of spyders ayt by men, do not cownt those i eet - i eet a lot.

my name is den

And wen its day

I can't decide

If I'm a gay

Wen all the Macs

Come back from mass

They stay up late

They ate the ass

Best form of poetry

Good omens cold open but in the “I lik the bred” poem format

First poem (Eden) by the lovely @northeasternwind

My name is Az

And when its nite

Or wen the moon

Is shyning brite

To God my liege

I give my worde

But it is false

I lost my sword :c

-

my naem is cro

and when i met

the angel he

get in my head

he gave his sword

he be real nice

i talk to him

i break the ice

-

my naem is cro

an ark i see

i angel ask

not children, yee?

the horn horse run

evryone drown

rainbow now only

give me frown

-

on cross he hang

and i am sad

the demon come

Crowley he said

he ask of why

“people play nice”

says that’ll do

christ pay the price

-

my naem is az

and when i see

my fren in bar

say hi to he

he look so sad

oyster me tempt

he go with me

was fun in end

-

it cold and damp

a kinght i am

the black knight is

enemy frien?

arrange he want

outrage i show

i turn around

away i go

-

an ang i am

shakespeare my frien

hamlet i like

but noone cam :(

I talk to snek

this one on him!

this happy I

have never been

-

Bastille I go

Headless I be

unless the fren

come resuce me

he stop the tiem

he break the chain

he buy me crêpes

lots did i gain

-

the friend i meet

in park with duck

holy water want

i just think fuck

paper i burn

and him i hurt

“fraternize” there

i say the word

-

in church i go

to nazi spy

they fool me gud

i almost die

my hero come

with burning foot

he drop a bomb

and save my book

-

dark night it is

the frien i meet

in car of his

give water deed

he offer ride

“too fast for me”

i leave, am sad

and so is he