Ok so I've been a member of these forums for quite a while now and I thought that i'd share some of my Poetry/Rhymes with you. It's not a dream more of a hobby between My friend and myself. I'll let you figure out the Aliases. Well without Further ado here it is. Criticism is appreciated.

chrome
boredom... but yet i resist sleep.
i'm the chrome kid
absent of ego, superego and id
and evangelion from the fayettevid
in the year 19939232xx3, i did
the math and the research,
well, kinda, on kh2.net
in the forums section, i spoke with a vet,
he said the trigger's wet...
i said, "aye man, is that flashback humour,
or what the fuck?"
he said he was playing his old copy of chrono break
and got stuck
i said oh, that old shit, that's like ancient man...
you wouldn't understand
i'm broadcasting from another land...
chrono crossing over space
so what's the plan today?
for now i'm sitting with captain crunch
and fakeass anime
airbender, or some shit
playing on channel twenty-nine
that's niggalodeon, in home world
in another, tv's a crime
i pay a dime for gas
and pay a penny for good ass
i went out to the fresh, clean lake
and easily caught a bass
oh shit, my bad
that was all a dream
i wake up
and wash my face
in acidic residue and nuclear waste
i write my raps in blood
with a needle, on a compact disk.
i wrote a rock song
but it wasn't really a risk,
that's on some real ish
that's on some stanky fish
that's on some tish...
i travel back thru time...
damn, i'm bored,
but i know this dude right,
he eats raw flesh and stalks at night,
some bitches call him prinny
but call him wack, he'll start a fight...
he be on that playstation
that's how he travels from location
to location with rations, lotion,
and bad relations--
i look into a cracked mirror on his spaceship,
goddamn, i'm skinny,
no wonder girlies never on me,
yo prinny,
can't yo move it along, b???????????

Prinny
The First Three letters are P-R-I
The Last Trio of'm be Double-N-Y
The very soul in me soars through the night skies
Waiting for Reddest Moon to appear and make a cry
And Cleanse the sins that makes I
What I am--
Somethin much more than a common Man
I carry myself through this repetitive but unique life
Over-coming the blad ignorance and the common strife
But to take my mind off it requires somethin boss
Some mass-produced product to guide me
When I'm lost
Usually it's the females that have me in a fix
Bamboozlin me with hoodwinks and scandlus tricks
Usually this stuff just gets me pissed
but i learned to deal with it by poppin in FINAL MIX
These types of virtual fantasies don't advise
but it takes my mind off aLOT..
They have me day-DREAMIN
Like Lupe when his album flopped
But the sequence is cut short
when enters PC
We'll conversate about how our fantasies
Differ from reality.
We learned to vent this through the stories that we write
Sometimes we don't finish
but we'll talk about them all night
But sometimes this didn't happen
the inactivity of brain is like a drum
I just wanna escape
From this house of Boredom.