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Array ( [sid] => 170005 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Evil Genius [time] => 2012-01-06 21:53:11 [hometext] => *just a wee bit of humor* [bodytext] => ................................................
'This is the earth. And this is Pinky.
You can tell the difference quite easily.
One is a lump of inert matter hurtling blindly
through the void. The other... is the earth.'
-Brain (Pinky And The Brain)
................................................

My cleverness proceeds me.
My ingenuity is vast.
All I need is an idea,
And they come so very fast.

The mental gears just start turning,
I hear that thinking machine roar.
And I focus with such a skill
I can't wait to see what is in store..

I exceed without exception!
I am incredibly aware.
My vast intellect goes postal
Like a crazy, rabid bear!

I excel with such precision,
I'm empowered for success!
I am a testament and an epoch.
And I do dress to Impress.

So, if I growl, you know I'm thinking.
Those thoughtful thoughts few ever know.
Those thoughts so volatile
They require self-control.

Thoughts that thinking men consider,
When they think the thoughts they think.
Such as how the wisest of the men,
Could turn a green to pink,

And pink to red and red to black
And black to gray and then right back
To what you feel should never be.
Ah, it all looks the same to me.

I command that subtle brilliance!
Every thought I think is grand.
I impress all those about me,
But, I will confess, this is my plan...

For world domination.
............................................
Copyright © 2009 Richard D. Remler
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Evil Genius

Contributed by nightowl61 on Friday, 6th January 2012 @ 09:53:11 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



................................................
'This is the earth. And this is Pinky.
You can tell the difference quite easily.
One is a lump of inert matter hurtling blindly
through the void. The other... is the earth.'
-Brain (Pinky And The Brain)
................................................

My cleverness proceeds me.
My ingenuity is vast.
All I need is an idea,
And they come so very fast.

The mental gears just start turning,
I hear that thinking machine roar.
And I focus with such a skill
I can't wait to see what is in store..

I exceed without exception!
I am incredibly aware.
My vast intellect goes postal
Like a crazy, rabid bear!

I excel with such precision,
I'm empowered for success!
I am a testament and an epoch.
And I do dress to Impress.

So, if I growl, you know I'm thinking.
Those thoughtful thoughts few ever know.
Those thoughts so volatile
They require self-control.

Thoughts that thinking men consider,
When they think the thoughts they think.
Such as how the wisest of the men,
Could turn a green to pink,

And pink to red and red to black
And black to gray and then right back
To what you feel should never be.
Ah, it all looks the same to me.

I command that subtle brilliance!
Every thought I think is grand.
I impress all those about me,
But, I will confess, this is my plan...

For world domination.
............................................
Copyright © 2009 Richard D. Remler




Copyright © nightowl61 ... [ 2012-01-06 21:53:11]
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Re: Evil Genius (User Rating: 1 )
by Robert_Edgar_Burns on Tuesday, 17th January 2012 @ 10:23:47 AM AEST
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Pure Insanity! What asylum can I mail this to?
LOL! Just kidding. But thought provoking with
a wee bit of a smile!! Blessings, Robert Edgar Burns (Rob)




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