#breadlik

[licker-of-guns-offical]

My naem is Gun

And wen i see

Yu paking close

Sum hi caliber peese

I aproche and ask

To giv it my tung

And if yu dont mind

I lik your gun

[spifflocated]

A pome for Quincey P. Morris

My name is Quin-

-cey Morris and

When evil seems

Too near at hand,

When in the sky

They flitter-flat,

I go outside.

I shoot the bat.

[ailingwriter]

I am Miet

And I must sae

That mother kik me

Far awae

Lyke futbal twas

And now I fears

She goes to jayle

For thousand years

[peppervl]

Due to reasons & shenanigans in the Cross Stitch Chat Discord, I wrote a breadlik style poem for the whole debacle at Four Seasons Total Landscaping.

My naem is Rudy And wen we lose I do my duty Rant about clues

Voter fraud reasons Coem hear me say At the Four Seasons By the highway

Next to adult books I rant and rave We get some weird looks But I won't cave

Networks don't call it The courts decide News will be lit Biden should hide

Trump is the winner News you don't like I know he'll win I drop the mic

[ezri-suggestion]

My name is Dax

and wen it's nite

and the wyrmhole

is shyning brite

i stae awayke

on Promaynod

in holowsweet

i use d'k tahg

[3nya]

A picture of my baby noodle, his name is Mort

my name iss Snek 

and i am smol 

if i is scares

i mek a ball

my hooman friend 

is warm for me

because i yam

a Spaghetti

[neftgriffin]

My naym is cat And in the moryn Wen hoomans ayre All sayfe and warym I do the thyng I cannot flub I jyump rite in I lyk the tub

[spifflocated]

This is just to say

I have licked

the bread

that was on

the table

and which

was probably

for the

inspectors

Forgive me

it was too tempting

and I

am a cow