Post by Erry Von Crescent on Oct 5, 2005 6:40:21 GMT -5
Here's one of my funniest Linkin Park - based poems.
Title: Hiccups Will Stop.
Chester had an easy day.
He walked on, making his way.
He goes well, laughing with Rob.
Until he hears a hic and he coughed.
"What's wrong?" asked Rob, feeling confused.
Chester tried not to puke.
He tried to breathe and stand up.
Until he says "I got hiccups."
"Well, drink water," Rob replies.
"And try to hold your breath."
"What the hell?" Chester asked, horrified.
"If I don't breathe, it means death."
"No, dammit, you got it wrong.
You're supposed to hold it a few minutes long."
Rob then handed Chester a bottle of water.
Then the singer ran and said "Thanks, Mad Drummer."
In one room he sat, understanding.
With his breath held, he started drinking.
After a few minutes he spluttered.
Still hiccupping, it didn't work.
Chester turned to Mike for advice.
"Hiccups?" He asked. "What a surprise."
"Just get me out," Chester said.
Mike says "You'll have to stand on your head."
Turns out it didn't work either.
"Maybe you should lie down drinking water."
Listening to Mike again he tried.
But with chest pounding, he got his throat fried.
"I give up," Chester admitted.
He lost to the hiccups that his heart started.
"Are you sure?" Mike asked him.
He thought his friend would never give in.
"I've tried and tried," he explained.
"It always seems I fail again."
"Then maybe there is a way," Mike said,
"To stop this pain in your head."
"Really?" Chester asked, excited.
Mike held up a gun and then fired.
"There is a way to end hiccups.
It's only that your life has to stop."
It'd sound funnier if you think of the Linkin Park members as characters... I always practiced my rhymes...
Title: Hiccups Will Stop.
Chester had an easy day.
He walked on, making his way.
He goes well, laughing with Rob.
Until he hears a hic and he coughed.
"What's wrong?" asked Rob, feeling confused.
Chester tried not to puke.
He tried to breathe and stand up.
Until he says "I got hiccups."
"Well, drink water," Rob replies.
"And try to hold your breath."
"What the hell?" Chester asked, horrified.
"If I don't breathe, it means death."
"No, dammit, you got it wrong.
You're supposed to hold it a few minutes long."
Rob then handed Chester a bottle of water.
Then the singer ran and said "Thanks, Mad Drummer."
In one room he sat, understanding.
With his breath held, he started drinking.
After a few minutes he spluttered.
Still hiccupping, it didn't work.
Chester turned to Mike for advice.
"Hiccups?" He asked. "What a surprise."
"Just get me out," Chester said.
Mike says "You'll have to stand on your head."
Turns out it didn't work either.
"Maybe you should lie down drinking water."
Listening to Mike again he tried.
But with chest pounding, he got his throat fried.
"I give up," Chester admitted.
He lost to the hiccups that his heart started.
"Are you sure?" Mike asked him.
He thought his friend would never give in.
"I've tried and tried," he explained.
"It always seems I fail again."
"Then maybe there is a way," Mike said,
"To stop this pain in your head."
"Really?" Chester asked, excited.
Mike held up a gun and then fired.
"There is a way to end hiccups.
It's only that your life has to stop."
It'd sound funnier if you think of the Linkin Park members as characters... I always practiced my rhymes...