markzed
Member
+5|6351
There was a brave medic, markzed
Who sprinted between wounded and dead
He'd dive everywhere with his paddles in the air
But he usually copped a bullet in the head
G.I.Dude(CAN)
Member
+3|6230|Vancouver, B.C.
The noob in J10 was full of pride
he was leet and was not about to lose his live,
I MGed him down with my F35
And he called me a hacker and cried.

...i suck at poetry
Mitch
16 more years
+877|6496|South Florida

BladeRunner wrote:

Rose are red,
Violets are blue,
All of our base
Are belong to you
lmfao i like it! this gets my vote
15 more years! 15 more years!
Ninja_Kid2002
Member
+119|6238|Floodsville, TN, (UK really)
A Poem about Armour

Oh M1A2 I love you
A shame on this map there are so few
By the time I've had one a minute or two
I've been killed by the jet that overhead flew.

Oh LAV-25 you are so fast
with HE rounds you leave them aghast
but sadly our friendship is not to last
2 rockets in the ass and your fuel tank'll blast

Oh Linebacker Linebacker you are so slow
and to find you on this map so far I must go
against other tanks you might as well be a 'ho
I think I'd rather sit in a TOW

The end
_NL_Lt.EngineerFox
Big Mouth Prick
+219|6501|Golf 1.8 GTI Wolfsburg Edition
roses are red
karkand is gay
all your bases
belong to the PLA
Hurricane
Banned
+1,153|6601|Washington, DC

Roses are red
So is that flag
The Chinese would be dead
If it wasn't for lag
Ninja_Kid2002
Member
+119|6238|Floodsville, TN, (UK really)
I camped lonely as a cloud
That hides in bushes o'er vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host of golden sniper kills
Beside the flag, in twos and threes
Fluttering about, I shot out their knees

Parody of William Wordsworth's I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
Surgeons
U shud proabbly f off u fat prik
+3,097|6460|Gogledd Cymru

That J-10 is crap
so is your mum
haha look at that
i just made a pun

Ninja_Kid2002
Member
+119|6238|Floodsville, TN, (UK really)
Had I the commander's embroidered views
Enwrought with scans and drops and shite
The red and the blue and the green spots
Of MEC and USMC and other type
I would spread my supplies beneath your feet
But I being a lone medic have only my medipacks
I spread my medipacs beneath your feet
tread softly, for you tread on my medipacks

Parody of William Butler Yeat's Aedh wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
l41e
Member
+677|6619

Roses are red
The desert is dry
Jesus Christ dude
You really can't fly

Roses are red
So is the map
Don't go out of bounds
You stupid piece of crap

Roses are red
So was my tag
I laugh at the patch
I've just been team-fragged

Roses are red
Violets are blue
But barrels aren't roses
Sucks to be you

Roses are red
My AK is black
So easy to use
"ZOMG HACK"

Roses are red
The J-10 is white
Just don't even bother
Putting up a fight

Roses are red
The Essex is gray
As for the occupants
I guess they're all gay

Roses are red
My screen is blue
You will respawn
Well...we kinda flew

Roses are red
The ocean is blue
So is the sky
I guess you're confused

Edit: More.

Roses are red
Y'all better hide
'Cause I am just pwning
...Wait, he's on our side

Roses are red
"lolz ur ghey"
It's your turn to watch
The toddler today

Roses are red
The runway is brown
Get out of my way
You shitheaded clown

Roses are red
Stats are for 'tards
Some of these guys
Should just go play cards

Roses are red
Ghost Town is blue
In Soviet Russia
Spetsnaz plays you

Last edited by k30dxedle (2007-04-02 04:09:58)

howler_27
Member
+90|6658
Smoke and fire all around,
My comrades and me pound the ground.

With mags full of bullets, and weapons in hand,
We’re prepared to make a final stand.

Through the streets, rife with death, and the smell of decay
My gritty troop bastards will win this dark day.

Roaming through alleys, for enemies near,
Our lesson today is to teach them new fear. 

The blood of your brothers will spill on the ground,
While in your death, we revel, at the new joy we've found.

Take heed all you enemies who stand in our way,
Your price is DEATH, and today you will pay.

Be it by fire, lead, or sharp knife,
Your future's been blessed with our taking your life.

So lace up your boots, you bastards of war,
My brothers in arms, who would die for the corps.

Today is a day where we push through the shit,
and my rifle and I will have a say in it.

-Howler_27
nexONE
Member
+0|6172
more kinda rap but anyway

i got them infs waiting behind that rock
got my m95 ready for the head shot
uh, that snipers cock for the tea-baggin
they meet me @ wake and they'll be beggin
so you're awake but youre vision gets blurry
yet all the time, you see me so let's hurry
you give your best you but didnt see that claymore
ok, i dont need any deaths so ill raise yours
TheSkrapper
Member
+7|6169
I thought I woud try
my luck in this thread
but after reading these awesome, kicking. f-ing rhymes
my poem seemed DEAD
BigmacK
Back from the Dead.
+628|6721|Chicago.
The fields of Karkand,
as infertile as they come,
on which lie the bodies,
of more then one.
I lay with my ghillie,
rifle and nades,
10 power scope, and a shit load of clays.
I'll never use the clays, it's not my style,
Nor will I ever shoot from a mile.
So I run to the city,
Off that grassy hill,
And to be quite honest,
It gives me a thrill.
To dive in the alleys,
bullets ringing all arround,
As the MEC team falls to the ground.
UAV over head,
Supplies to my right,
I know I'll put up a hell of a fight.
My mini-map glares,
Millions of red,
I dive arround the corner,
and shoot another head.
Spamming the MEC phrase for "medic",
Which I do not know,
He falls to the ground,
I run away fast,
I check global chat,
This guy was fast:
"wtf h4xor i'll pwn you in the ass"


I just did that in 3 minutes. Go me.
SaladForks
/ph34r
+129|6553|Eastern USA
In Fushe I trust,
Play it you must.
With planes in the air,
They won't know you're there.
Take down a chopper, a pilot or two,
Leave them shouting "Wtf, who?!"
To the bushes I dive,
With my trusty M-9-Five,
With my finger on the trigger quicker.
For first I strive.
There's my story of a man, with gun,
Don't laugh at that, it wasn't a pun.
Sarciss
The Hunter
+163|6309|Too late for you to know...

As a silent assassin I sweep the map,
Searching for my prey the entire lap.

"Enemy sniper spotted" is music to my ear,
A change in my direction brings my target that much near.

Stalking the sniper while he is unaware,
Pulling my dagger that can split a hair.

There he is in the bushes laying prone,
Final confirmation verifies he's alone.

Advancing on him as he fires his rifle,
causing the sound of my footsteps to stifle.

A killing blow given with his final cry,
his last sight looking up is me slipping by.

Respawning with intent for retribution,
only to find I've vanished like an illusion.

WOoKie Saricss
The Hunter
-101-InvaderZim
Member
+42|6814|Waikato, Aotearoa
HEAR THE GERMAN GUNS
Boom boom boom boom
Boom boom boom
Boom Boom
Boom Boom
BOOM BOOM BOOM

Pte S Baldrick c.1917
The_Lance_117
CANADA STRONG
+110|5907|CANADA
My haiku: 

I fight long and hard,
Ha, the commander! kill him!
DAMN I JUST GOT SNIPED! H4X! H4XXXX! WTFOMFGLOLWUTAWSMROFLCOPTERLOLERSK8TESBBQFTW!
Boleslav69
Member
+5|5826
Hey, this isn t poem but dunno where should i put it so i ll try here . It s a funny news story i read once. Delete it if it s better thread for it .

CHP vs. USMC

Top this for a speeding ticket

Two California Highway Patrol Officers were conducting speeding enforcement on I-15, just north of the Marine Corps Air Station at Miramar. One of the officers was using a hand held radar device to check speeding vehicles approaching the crest of a hill.

The officers were suddenly surprised when the radar gun began reading 300 miles per hour The officer attempted to reset the radar gun, but it would not reset and then turned off.

Just then a deafening roar over the treetops revealed that the radar had in fact locked on to a USMC F/A-18 Hornet which was engaged in a low flying exercise near the location.

Back at the CHP Headquarters the Patrol Captain fired off a complaint to the USMC Base Commander.


The reply came back in true USMC style:


”Thank you for your letter. We can now complete the file on this incident.

You may be interested to know that the tactical computer in the Hornet had detected the presence of, and subsequently locked on to, your hostile radar equipment and automatically sent a jamming signal back to it, which is why it shut down.

Furthermore, an Air-to-Ground missile aboard the fully armed aircraft had also automatically locked on to your equipment location.

Fortunately, the Marine Pilot flying the Hornet recognized the situation for what it was, quickly responded to the missile system alert status and was able to override the automated defense system before the missile was launched to destroy the hostile radar position.

The pilot also suggests you cover your mouths when cussing at them, since the video systems on these jets are very high tech. Sergeant Johnson, the officer holding the radar gun, should get his dentist to check his left rear molar. It appears the filling is loose. Also, the snap is broken on his holster.

Thank you for your concern.

Semper Fi.”
MasterLuBu
Member
+6|5706|Perth, Australia
Hey Krappyappy, that poem was awesome!
eFse7en
Beatboxer
+4|5570|Poland
Gaining 3-star rank

i was a general - 2 star,
to 3 - it was quite far,
i had 200k points already,
but 1440h still wasn't ready,

i was changing the servers,
i was flying to denver,
once joined wake island,
another time - dalian,

I was still missing few hours of time,
I wanted so badly to make here the rhyme
i wanted to get it, i was followed by greed.
finally i made it, on server *ATG*

i realise that still, i cannot compare to you
even that i am glad i finally made one through
Let's celebrate the art of bf2 with outstanding beers
I'm gonna go, goodnight, good luck, have fun and also cheers

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