Lee Everett Posted February 11, 2014 Share Posted February 11, 2014 (edited) This poem is meant as a joke. I posted a poem in the GTAO section but that part of the community can't handle these kind of things (and take it way too serious). I'm going to try this section and see how it goes (otherwise mods please don't lock this, just delete it). It's a bit harder for me to write poems of single player but I'm going to try anyway (my Online poem was amazing lol). Before you continue reading know that I am not good with poetry, and am just doing this for fun (so some might call it pointless). Know that, before you decide to comment anyway. If you have your own feel free to share! This poems protagonist is Michael A day in the life of Michael As I woke up, head tilted. I hear a noise near my room. Tracey is yelling at our son Jimmy. Amanda is yelling about my doom. I have to get out of this house it's killing me, I'm hated wherever I go. I should fix this relationship first, but Trevor and Franklin need me today. I'm still unsure, should I help my friends, or help the family that hates me and just stay. I will go. The problems at the house won't get worst. Let me call Trevor on my phone. *ring ring* *ring ring* *ring ring* Trevor are you there? Trevor answers "augh gushguhgughsdg yeyeyeyeye, Michael meet me at the fare" "I'm with your stupid little buddy Franklin. He just went to the store" "Will you f*cking hurry up already Michael, we need you to go" "I want our f*cking relationship to stay steady, but when I need you here, you have to be 100% ready" I reply, yeah okay whatever Trevor I'm on my way. GOD NO!!! Down go' Michael as his car crashes. * 6 hours later, 6 hours passes* How did I end up in the hospital? Michael laughs. Well time to go to burger shot, I want some fish fries, a double bleeder, maybe a heartstopper as well? Yum yum, these taste so good. I wish I had Tracey and Jimmy here, Amanda too! My phone's ringing, sec let me answer it first. What the hell, it's Trevor? I FORGOT I WAS SUPPOSED TO MEET HIM, LETS GO! I race down the highway, I need to get to the fare, only a few seconds and a few minutes until I'm there. What does Trevor possibly want from me? I hate this kind of situation Yet I keep going even when he yells knowing he loves his exaggeration. Should I even go? I mean, it's Trevor he's a menace. He loves to wear womens panties and smacked me with the ball in a game of tennis. He raged, he might, even kill all his friends tonight. You can't trust a man like that, they are all f*cking rats.... But whatever I'll go, I'm actually close let me just turn this corner and........Oh my god NO!!! Trevor!!! BUDDY!! Get away from him!! As I walk towards Trevor I see a familiar face. What the f*ck! It's Johnny! Johnny had smashed Trevors face in with his boots, "Trevor I killed you! Boo f*cking Hoo!" Trevor was my friend, you'll pay for this Johnny!!! Johnny then flees on his bike, down the highway into the sunset. Then Franklin walks up, "What happened to Trevor? Why did you let this happen?" I didn't I just got back from buying a Happy Meal at burger shot, the toy was a captain. But the question is, where were you Franklin. You were supposed to protect him yet you were gone. Franklin replies. "I was not gone, I was playing fetch with chop down the street, that one over there, ya hear"? As Franklin said that, I shot him with my sniper in the ear. "Ahhhhh!! Yo what was that for homie!!" Franklin yells. I'm avenging my friend Franklin, goodbye, no one will ever know your story. Then I kill Franklin he falls down in the night.... What have I done today, is this really me? Why didn't he fight... 2 days pass, 3 days 4.... I have no friends now. Just my children, my family, is that enough, or is my life meant to be a chore... I can't handle this anymore, I can't do this no more... I head to ammunation and get a rocket launcher... Amanda, Jimmy Tracey I have something to tell you. Amanda yells, "listen Michael you're in big trouble, I missed my yoga practice today, because you left on the double, Also our credit cards have expired because you're too lazy to renew them. What the hell is your problem Michael? Do you not even use them? Well I do. So get your ass and fix this, and brush your teeth sometimes you look like a damn horse. I want this problem solved or I'm getting a divorce" Jimmy then comes and approaches me "Hey dad you want to smoke some weed?" Tracey then comes yelling out her mouth "Daddy I hate you why don't you die get out!!" So I decided I'm tired of this, I can't take the life I was given. It's too much, I pull my Rocket Launcher out, and tell everyone in this room. "Goodbye Tracey, good bye Jimmy. Oh yeah Amanda? Yeah you too!" *KABOOOOOOOOM*** 2 hours...3 hours....6 hours in time. I respawn at the hospital? They only charged me a fine? Trevor, Michael, Jimmy, Tracey are alive. Oh right, and Amanda too. Ah, a day in the life of GTA Five. I put down my controller, and turn off my console and began to recite How I will definitely be playing GTA V again tonight. A day in the life... Edited February 11, 2014 by GTA4 Niko Bellic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SkyReaper2014 Posted February 11, 2014 Share Posted February 11, 2014 the f*ck did I just read.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SoftTouch Posted February 11, 2014 Share Posted February 11, 2014 This almost doesn't rhyme lol. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheTechPoTaToCHIP Posted February 11, 2014 Share Posted February 11, 2014 (edited) You posted this on the online section!? you know that the "Online iz da fyoochure" crowd aren't mature enough to get this humor :S But i think it was well written and funny I'm gonna try a disturbing/funny (depending on your mindset) poem about a day in the life of Trevor Philips Waking up in the gutter without a clue about the night before. I got hobo meat on my teeth, that flavor I just adore. I see a young couple walking down the street. I just said that "I want to taste that meat" I go to a café to drink some herbal tea. Then I see a hipster, proud with glee. I told him "I don't like your shirt" He called me a "Mother f*cker". Oh he's gonna get hurt. Oh how I miss Patricia for this day of valentines. It makes think of Floyd and Debra. They weren't nice so I had to close the blinds. I see that fat Judas, Michael De Santa. I forgive him for now, but he better watch his karma. Mr. Lazlow Jones, that unfunny prick. I guess he was lucky Michael was there. Or I would have gotten out my dick. This is a day in the life of Trevor Philips. Edited February 11, 2014 by TheTechPoTaToCHIP Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
~Tiger~ Posted February 11, 2014 Share Posted February 11, 2014 This dude from Sandy Shores, Loved meth and beer and whores, Then he made so bold, To steal lots of gold, That's my rhyme so now lets hear yours....! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mightymomo22 Posted February 11, 2014 Share Posted February 11, 2014 There Awesome. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hodgey. Posted February 12, 2014 Share Posted February 12, 2014 There Awesome. Are they? Nice efforts but none of them really flow like a good peom would. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
~Tiger~ Posted February 12, 2014 Share Posted February 12, 2014 There Awesome. Are they? Nice efforts but none of them really flow like a good peom would. Ha ha! How very dare you! (at least we can spell 'poem'!) Hodgey. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hodgey. Posted February 12, 2014 Share Posted February 12, 2014 There Awesome. Are they? Nice efforts but none of them really flow like a good peom would. Ha ha! How very dare you! (at least we can spell 'poem'!) Awwwwww sh*tt u ar wright. ~Tiger~ 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lee Everett Posted February 12, 2014 Author Share Posted February 12, 2014 There Awesome. Are they? Nice efforts but none of them really flow like a good peom would. Ha ha! How very dare you! (at least we can spell 'poem'!) Awwwwww sh*tt u ar wright. You're always free to post your own Hodgey. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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