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starhitz
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It's EMORIFFIC!!

  My friends and I are writing a one-act play for creative writing class. The main characters:

 

Captain John Pigeon: Loves to say "arr!". Has a pet pigeon on his sholder than needs to be potty trained. Likes rum, chum, and chicken tenders.

 

Fred the White American Poseur Ninja: Not a very good ninja because you can see him. Short. Gives Jeff the emo to get his hair cut and gives Cap'n John an eye patch and diaper for his pigeon.

 

Jeff the Emo: Writes bad poetry, wears hair in silly ways.

 

Mimi: Jeff the Emo's girlfriend

 

Jeff's first poem in the play: The barber shop, after Fred gives him money to get his silly hair cut.

 

Oh my hair

Is no longer long

My saddened path

Grows darker still

Darker than my black hair dye

And tighter than my girlfriend's pants

This horrible murderer of hair has chopped mine off

And viciously thrown into the black abyss of the garbage can

 

Later on, John Pigeon kidnaps Jeff and takes him onto his pirate ship. Jeff cries and writes an even worse poem.

 

I am in a ship

Like my black heart

Locked in black chains

With black curtains surronding me

And black eyeliner

Running down my face, mixing with my crimson tears of blood

 

Emos are silly people. =3

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