If anyone'd be willing to do an art commission in exchange for poetry (or possibly prose, if of certain genres), I'd love to meet them...

I'd like some art done of my character Starlaughter, whose port can be seen in the following link.

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Gimmie a shout, and we'll work something out!

Many of my deviations were recently removed due to 'copyright violation', which is complete bullshit, and the mods know it.

Here are links to several of the better ones, for those of you who liked them.

Marilyn Manson Collage:
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Corey Taylor Collage:
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Joey Jordisson Collage:
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Eat that. I didn't load it, so you can't delete it.

"I see pain;
I see need;
I see liars and thieves abuse power with greed!"
No More Sorrow - Linkin Park

Are you lost in your lies?
Do you tell yourself I don't realize:
Your crusade's a disguise?
Replace freedom with fear you trade money for lives;
I'm aware of what you've done!

No, no more sorrow!
I've paid for your mistakes;
Your time is borrowed,
Your time has come to be replaced!

I see pain, I see need,
I see liars and thieves abused power with greed!
I had hope, I believed,
But I'm beginning to think that I've been decieved!
You will pay for what you've done.

No, no more sorrow!
I've paid for your mistakes;
Your time is borrowed,
Your time has come to be replaced!

Thieves and hypocrites!
Thieves and hypocrites!
Thieves and hypocrites!

No, no more sorrow!
I've paid for your mistakes;
Your, time is borrowed,
Your time has come to be replaced!

Your time has come to be replaced;
Your time has come to be erased!

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Homosexual marriage, legalized abortions, and Satanic funerals...

What's come over the government?

Sometimes I think the Devil's influence over this world is stronger than it actually is. xP

All will be dealt their lot in the end, though; my one consolation.

They've been given their warning sevenfold times, yet they sometimes literally killed the messengers.

Whatever becomes of them is sheerly their fault.

"Step up, fairy
I guess it's time to bury your ass with the chrome,
Straight to the dome.
You heard me right, bitch, I didn't stutter;
And if you know what's good, just shut up and beg, brother!
Backstab - don't you know who you're dissin'?
Side swipe, we know the sss that your kissin'!
Bigity-biggidy bitch boy, halfway hauser,
Don't hear shit cuz I keep gettin' louder!
Come on, and get a face full 'o tatic;
Lipping off hard, going home in a basket!
You got no pull, no power, no nothin';
Now you start shit?
Well, ain't that something!
Payoffs don't protect, and you can hide if you want,
But I'll find you,
Comin' up behind you!"

- Corey Taylor

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My little shout out to faggots, dykes and biwhores: Don't comment or fav anything on my page. ^_^ It'll just get hidden and you'll be banned. Sorry, I just have a strict heterosexist policy when it comes to those I associate with.

Featuring Fred Durst of Limp Bizkit.
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Fred:
Too bad I got your beans in my bag
You stuck-up sucka, korny motherfucka
Takin' over flows is the limp pimp
Need a Bizkit to save this crew from Jon Davis
I'm gonna drop a little east side skill
Ya best step back 'cuz I'm 'a kill, I'm 'a kill
So, whatcha thinkin’ Mr. Raggedy man?
Doin' all you can to look like Raggedy Ann

Jon:
Check you out, punk; yes I know you feel it
You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video, you little faggot ho
Please give me some shit to wank with 'cuz right now I'm all it kid, suck my dick kid, like your daddy did

Fred:
Who the fuck you think you're talking to?
(Jon: Me)
I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you
(Jon: Whatever)
All up in my face with that...
(Jon: Are you ready?!)
But halitosis is all you're rockin' steady
You little fairy, smelling on your flowers
Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers!
(Jon: Ah, yeah baby!)
I hear ya tweetin' on them fag-pipes Clyde
But you said it best, there's “No Place To Hide”

Jon:
What the fuck ya sayin'? You're a pimp whatever, limp dick.
Fred Durst needs to rehearse, needs to reverse what he's sayin’
Wannabe funk doobiest is what you're playin'
Rippin' up a bad counterfeit, fakin'!
Plus your bills I'm payin!
Spoken: you can't eat that shit every day, Fred. Lay off the bacon.

Fred:
Say what, say what?
You better watch your fuckin' mouth, Jon.

[Chorus:]
Jon: So, you hate me
Fred: and I hate you!
Jon: You know what, you know what?
Both: It's all in the family

Jon: I hate you
Fred: and you hate me
Jon: you know what?
Both: It’s all in the family


Jon:
Look at you fool, I'm gonna fuck you up twice
Throwin' rhymes at me like, oh shit alright, Vanilla Ice
Ya better run, run while ya can
Can never fuck me up, Bisc Limpkit
At least I got a P.H.A.T. original band

Fred: Who's hot, who's not?
(Jon: You)
You best step back, Korn on the cob, You need a new job
Time to take them mic skills back to the dentist and buy yourself a new grill.
(Jon: Fuck you!)
You pumpkin pie, I'll jack-off in your eye
Climbing shoots and ladders, while your ego shatters
But you just can't get away
(Jon: Get a gay?)
Because it's doomsday kid, it's doomsday.

[Chorus:]
Jon: So, I hate you
Fred: and you hate me!
Jon: You know what, you know what?
Both: It's all in the family

Jon: I hate you
Fred: and you hate me
Jon: You know what, you know what?
Both: It’s all in the family

Fred: You call yourself a singer?
(Jon: Yep)
You're more like Jerry Springer.
(Jon: Oh cool!)
Your favorite band is winger
(Jon: Winger?)
And all you eat is Zingers
You're like a Fruity Pebble
Your favorite flag is rebel
(Jon: Yeeeeeehaaaaaa!!)
It's just too bad that you're a fag and on a lower level.

Jon:
So you're from Jacksonville kickin' it like Buffalo Bill.
Gettin' butt-fucked by your uncle Chuck, while your sister's on her knees waitin' for your little peanut.

Fred:
Wait, where'd ya get that little dance?
(Jon: Over here)
Like them idiots in Waco, you're burning up in Bako where your father had
your mother, your mother had your brother,(Jon: naahaa Fred: it's just too bad your father's mad your mother's now your lover.

Jon:
Come on hillbilly, can your horse do a fuckin' wheelie?
You love it down south and boy, you sure do got a purdy mouth

[Chorus]
Jon: I hate you!
Fred: and you hate me!
Jon: You know what, you know what?
Both: It's all in the family

Jon: And I hate you
Fred: and you hate me
Jon: you know what, you know what?
Both: It’s all in my family

Jon: and I love you!
Fred: and I want you!
Jon: and I'll suck you!
Fred: and I'll fuck you!
Jon: and I'll butt-fuck you!
Fred: and I'll eat you!
Jon: and I'll lick your little dick, motherfucka'.
Fred: Say what? Say... what?