Vote YAY to annex 1K acres of GB land for attention starved Zoo aminals

My talking points are my talking points from past experience with other forums.

And

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Who let Wingnuts in?
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Who let Moonbats in?
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I said,
Screech, Dickhead
Moonbats and Wingnuts
Can't tell the difference between each
Flying furry rodent brother from another mother
Beseeching you in night
Squeaking rhetorical speak
Parasite with a bite
Sucking the life out of pundits
Leech onto your Left or Right ass-cheek
With the latest copy and paste of the week
You need your own forum
Bark at the moon when it's pique

Red or Blue
Makes no difference to you
They all bleed the same
When attention whoring's your game
 
Ok for a first draft.

Beseeching is a little hackneyed.
 
Alrighty hear ye hear ye this meeting is called to order.

Due to numerous complaints, whingings and gastro-intestinal upsets eminating from the bowels of Literotica - anyone from the Poetry forum who has voted YAY or NAY but does not post in the Geeb is now required to state your case to as to why your vote should be counted.

Please lay your cards on the table and they will be examined by the mysterious impartial jury of one known as DesEsseintes.

ADDENDUM

Be passionate. Do it poetically.
 
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On that dreadful morn
when first I litted
I must confess, I was
somewhat dim witted
What be this? And this?
And that! I did cry
To deny my intrigue
would be a damn lie
And so it was, stagger
by stumble,
I found the GB
then entered most humble
My God how they beat me
and bruised me by score
barely shell of myself
as i was tossed
from the door!
I trekked not seeking wisdom
nor even L' amore
just curious of banter
it was really no more
Now I ballot my yay
can you hear them all scoff?
I can now die happy
I've pissed them all off!
 
On that dreadful morn
when first I litted
I must confess, I was
somewhat dim witted
What be this? And this?
And that! I did cry
To deny my intrigue
would be a damn lie
And so it was, stagger
by stumble,
I found the GB
then entered most humble
My God how they beat me
and bruised me by score
barely shell of myself
as i was tossed
from the door!
I trekked not seeking wisdom
nor even L' amore
just curious of banter
it was really no more
Now I ballot my yay
can you hear them all scoff?
I can now die happy
I've pissed them all off!

Master DesEsseintes, what say you of this pensive poet's brilliant performance that was in the very least worthy of a one handed clapping?

Shall ye deem him ex-pensive and make him walk the plank?

Nay? Or Aye? Noooo ..... not Eyer! Fuck no. AYE!

HARRRRRRRRRRR
 
A one handed clap?
I, sir am offended
!Slap!
I sat up all night by the bear oil lamp in the uni bombers abandoned cabin scribing this masterpiece.
The blizzard howling through the pines whilst i shivered in my beaver skin hat.
(you should see the shit that guy scribbled on the walls! Ah! To be in the GB's founding father's lair)
 
A one handed clap?
I, sir am offended
!Slap!
I sat up all night by the bear oil lamp in the uni bombers abandoned cabin scribing this masterpiece.
The blizzard howling through the pines whilst i shivered in my beaver skin hat.
(you should see the shit that guy scribbled on the walls! Ah! To be in the GB's founding father's lair)

LOL

You said beaver.
 
On that dreadful morn
when first I litted
I must confess, I was
somewhat dim witted
What be this? And this?
And that! I did cry
To deny my intrigue
would be a damn lie
And so it was, stagger
by stumble,
I found the GB
then entered most humble
My God how they beat me
and bruised me by score
barely shell of myself
as i was tossed
from the door!
I trekked not seeking wisdom
nor even L' amore
just curious of banter
it was really no more
Now I ballot my yay
can you hear them all scoff?
I can now die happy
I've pissed them all off!

Me, been as stupid as a dodo,
I'll sing along primo-secondo,
with pensive poet, or ex-pensive,
and always go on the offensive.

Politics can't be deemed illegal
by any arsehole playing "regal",
so let them come in style and grandeur
and let the fall, face down, harder,

Me been as stupid as a dodo
and ugly as Quasimodo,
could fill their empty lives with laughter,
but not that sort that they are after.


edid-correcting typo
 
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I thought it was going to be on 31 December, how come?

Laurel realized what a mistake it was to let its fate be decided by a democratic process.

The only difference now is that it is voluntary, meaning politics can still be discussed in the GeeBee.
 
Laurel realized what a mistake it was to let its fate be decided by a democratic process.

The only difference now is that it is voluntary, meaning politics can still be discussed in the GeeBee.

Solomon cutting the baby in half?
Very diplomatic
 
It also has to do with not wanting to be the Bad Guy. This outcome excuses her from supposedly ruining the GeeBee.

Although, not wanting to be the Bad Guy is why the GeeBee is overflowing with political spam in the first place.
 
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