"Where the mustagn roams"

My own | 21OCT2009 | S.K.Y.

[skybear]

I am as free, from any mountain, to roaring pristine sea, this land of majesty, agreat constitutional people reign,, My mustagn spirit uncontrolled, free to roam, I go,, great spirits we are unfold, the herd as on untold, freedom isn't free for show,, Tyrany has many aname, different faces as well, can strip your spirit lame, herding you a new game, from foreign or domestic swill,, Fight as a mustagn might, full of snort with rage, your freedom is loosing sight, of tyrany of consistent fight, or windup in a cage,, America has lost moral ground, loosing your freedoms everyday, you've lost the majestic sound, the herds running fast aground, against strength as one display.

[aruanan]

Why couldn’t you work ‘hugh’ and ‘series’ in with those double commas?

[FredZarguna]

And so mustagn passed into the FReeper lexicon. Would mustagn have the permanence of "hugh" and "series," or fade like the forgotten "Vilings" of yesteryear? Time alone will tell. "The Great Globe itself, shall, like this insubstantial pageant fade, and leave not a wrack behind. We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep."

Run wild, brave mustagn! If only for a little while...

[shibumi]

Not mustagns Dude!

WYLD STALLYNS!!!

[Semper Mark]

Why do I smell ozone?

I smell homegrown and Boone's Farm.

[matthew fuller]

This post will live forevre!

[FredZarguna]

I have shortchagned you’re genious mustagn. For I now see in homage to the passed, you have cleverly worked the immortal “loosing” into your epci poem. Good work.

[JoeProBono]

[AmericanArchConservative]

spellcheck definitely needed...maybe “prosecheck” too!

[LongElegantLegs]

Epic Equine Fail

[shibumi]

You mean Epci Equien?

[LongElegantLegs]

My brian is tired now. Good nigt, you crazy pwnies.

[deks]

Horse Latitudes

When the still sea conspires an armor
And her sullen and aborted
Currents breed tiny monsters,
True sailing is dead.

Awkward instant
And the first animal is jettisoned,
Legs furiously pumping
Their stiff green gallop,
And heads bob up
Poise
Delicate
Pause
Consent
In mute nostril agony
Carefully refined
And sealed over.

[InShanghai]

Is that the same mustagn in the song "Mustagn Sally"?

[shibumi]

If all else fails
We will whip the horses eyes
And make them sleep
and cry.

[shibumi]

Dude - just a word of reassurance.

I know this is your first post, and your first thread.

If it seems like everyone is making fun of you, well...

we are.

[SIDENET]

[shibumi]

Roams wherever it damn well wants.....

[refreshed]

I am as free, from any mountain,
to roaring pristine sea, this land of majesty,
agreat constitutional people reign,,
My mustagn spirit uncontrolled, free to roam, I go,,
great spirits we are unfold, the herd as on untold,
freedom isn't free for show,,
Tyrany has many aname, different faces as well,
can strip your spirit lame, herding you a new game,
from foreign or domestic swill,,
Fight as a mustagn might, full of snort with rage,
your freedom is loosing sight, of tyrany of consistent fight,
or windup in a cage,,
America has lost moral ground, loosing your freedoms everyday,
you've lost the majestic sound, the herds running fast aground,
against strength as one display.

Really, I don't know why, but here it is in somewhat of a metered style.

[woofie]

I cannot sleep tonight as I am worryign about that poor horsie. please tell me how he /she is doign now

[Yardstick]

LOL — perfect for the occasion.