Tribute

[Tenacious_Peaches]

Somewhere, on a message board far, far away in

Cyberspace, there was a poster by the name

Of Young Hemp Knight.

The board was a much better place because of

The sometimes unusual, sometimes

Comical and always

Offbeat postings of the friendly young

Master of creative writing.

Ever the optimist, the negativity of a few

Hooligans drove him away.

Oh, how he was missed; the

Message board was not the same without him.

Even the hooligans had no one to harrass.

How will this story end? Only one person knows...

[Jillianne]

Well peacHes thAT waS a really HeartfElt poSt Although it was a bit long I really enjoyeD it

[Sara]

Our first creative writing piece inspired by the boards! Don't worry, he'll be back.

[scott]

God only knew how I felt

On that rainy, cold

Lonely day.

Loser, that's what I felt like.

You all could do nothing to help me.

Though you all sent me messages that made me laugh

Hate was all that I could focus on.

Anger was what replaced the blood in my veins.

Nobody could help me with my head.

Killed no longer was my spirit.

So now I'm back!

Made that little thing up on the spot (hence the suckiness )

[Jillianne]

YesterdAy all mY troubles seemed so far away, sorry I like that song wuw!

[scott]

Oh yes, Peaches thank you for the 'tribute' and to that I say to you

"Peaches, you da bomb in the Creative Writing forum, yo!" (Yes that constant reference might seem stupid and juvenile to everyone else except for us!)

[Tenacious_Peaches]

Scott,

And I say to you...

"I don't know what the f*#$ you just said, Little Kid, but you're special, man. You reached out, and you touched a brother's heart."

Peaches ::