Pro results up!!!!

Some stuff I wrote for English

A tribute to my TMBR Fremont

Old School Spin
Two tannish disks of many shades
A faint whir and a meaty “thwack”
Distant odors of paper and trees
The dry taste of concentration filling your mouth
Rough grain, sharp edges, and satisfaction

How I imagine a yoyo contest feels like

The Art of Yo
As I climb up the steps to the stage,
The air grows still, as humid summer,
And time slows down.
I see the judges calmly regarding me,
Their clickers poised to click away, and,
Like a voice through water, I hear,
“Player ready?”
I give a thumbs up, and then it truly begins.
The music starts, and I…
Throw.
My yoyo does a dance, and it goes a little something like this…
Whoosh!
Whip!
Swing!
Zing!
Throw!
Catch!
And do it again.
The music stops,
Time restarts,
And I hear the crowd’s roar of approval,
As I climb down the steps from the stage.

^ Very nice!

FYI We have to do an Oral Interperetation of a poem tomorrow, and recently did some other things.

Also, this isn’t mine but I like it.

Like a man at sea, I cast my bait
to catch tricks of a different state.
Like a crow it swoops all around,
then like bee with a buzzing sound.
It catches a string for only a moment,
then lets it go for no purpose.
Its runs like a dog, but must come back to my hand,
with a flick of my wrist it soon understands.
Like a clock it stops,
and must be winded again.
Then within a second, it spins a thousand years
slowly relieving the worst of my fears.
It glides like a sparrow,
so quick and so smooth.
It has life within it,
and never ceases to move.

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Yolo Swaggins

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Oh yoyo.
So fly like a… biscuit
Throwing yoyo’s while eating triscuits
It feels like a floaty butterfly
So complicated, yet so fun, WHY?

I’m in awe. That was AWESOME!!!

I agree

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yoyoyoyoyoyoyoyo
lolololololololololololo

fin

When is it due?

Dude, that was profound! So much meaning and depth in one short line!

I totally agree with GregP on this one!

Not sure to be serious, probably some day late next week.

Just a kid, see him everyday among the masses
nobody knows who he is outside of classes
nobody can see the things that he’s seen
nobody hears the inner voice screaming out of this teen

Just a kid, growing up in a home thats not a home
not knowing if tomorrow he’ll be in street’s that he’ll roam
Cause who’s his mom, why is she never around
where is his dad, nobody knows that in his chains he is bound.
Just a young kid, too young to understand what it means
“where’s my dad!” a mother’s tears can’t drown out his screams
All alone, nobody to hold, life is just a haze
don’t want to question why mom’s been gone for 3 days

Nobody knows, its why he spends his nights in his tears
constantly striving to put away his overwhelming fears
Where is the hope, is there anybody out there who can save
what’s the point of living if you’re trapped in a cave

It’s why he threw, the only thing that kept him breathing
through trembling hands and heartbroken heaving
giving it all, not for anybody but himself
anything to keep him from that blade on the shelf

just a teen. Nobody understands what he’s about
The emo scene kid at the brunt of screams and shouts
Good for nothing, stupid worthless piece of life
these thing’s he’s numb to, just like the pain inflicted by the knife

But still he throws on, through sleepless nights of mental affliction
through string burns and bruises that come from his addiction
Tunnels, like the empty voids inside of his mind
Rejections, like the kind he seems to constantly find

Nobody knows, the pain of finding his own mother there
taken far too many, done with a life that wasn’t fair
Nobody knows, he’s planning to end it tonight
frankly just tired of the constant fight
But yet theres some there, some who don’t know yet they still reach out
the love of a toy, bringing the most unlikely friendships about
They didn’t know, but they truly saved him from the bind
Just a few words made him realize who he would leave behind

Now just a man, struggling to get by in life
but thankfully far away from the influence of the knife
through metal on string, and a community inside
he finds that truly there is nothing to hide
Offstring, like the freedom from bondage he found
Regens, no longer stopping from the hurt that he was bound
Whips, reminders of the wounds of the past
scuffs, reminder that the pain would never last

Just a kid, with a piece of metal in his hand
so simple, but with it, can take on anything in the land.

Haru

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This is amazing, im so sorry haru.

A yoyo to a yuggle, thought to always be the same,
But a yoyo to a player is a very different game.
Without our yoyo all we find is a bore,
But with our yoyo it is so much more.
A yoyo on my belt loop, wherever I may go,
Is always ready to do a show.
Just unhook it, slip knot on your finger,
Throw down your fine metal or plastic spinner.
Away you go, to a whole new place,
Where its you and your yoyo and a smile on your face.

NOAH’S BACK WITH THIS RAP. MORE UNDER RATED THAN A COUNTER ATTACK
THAT’S YOYOFACTORY, THAT’S THE STORY, EVEN THOUGH IT IS A BIT BORING
HIT MY FIRST GREEN TRIANGLE SUICIDE, AND I IRONICLY THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE
FROM HAPPINESS, DUMB FEELING BLISS, BEARING SO LOUD IS SOUNDS LIKE A LISP
ALL MY TRICKS ARE CRISP, RADICAL, BOMBASTICAL, STRAIGHT SWAGSTICAL
NOW HIT THE STRING TO THE TOP AND POP FROM THE BACK, GET A GREEN TRIANGLE, AND GET USE IT FOR THE SLACK
THAT’S MY TRICK CALLED TRANGLE SLACK TRAP, WET WHISTLES, AND LAG LAPS.
TIME FOR THE DAILY ROUTINE, SIT ON YOYOEXPERT AND REMEMBER THE YOYO DREAM
“I’M GONNA LAND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THESE TRICKS” I SCREAM
MAN YOU RAP SO DUMB, I’M THE YOYO SHOGUN
THE YOYO EMPEROR WOULD BE ANDRE BOULAY, CREATED A WEBSITE THAT MAKES YOU WANT TO STAY
RAP TIME, SWAG RHYMES, ALUMINUM CHIMES, BEARING CRIES, AND GOOD TIMES
THAT’S WHAT YOU GET ON THE YOYO EXPERT FORUMS, YEAH

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On the most boring of days there
Is a Yoyo waiting to be played
With
The Yoyo goes down but never goes
Up at least with the one I have
The Yoyo keeps flowing
Spinning
Swinging
Around your fingers as the strings is wrapped around artistic hands
if a Yoyo doesn’t come up its
Like a lot of things
Like the
Toilet water that my
dog drips on the floor
But that is a different story
Yoyos are
Art
More or less
You are using an
Artistic tool
General yo
One drop
Yoyojam too
All do the same thing
Which is to please the
User which is the
yoyoer which is you!
Have fun while you throw
Make sure you learn
From your mistakes
But remember of
Bringing your Yoyo
Where ever
You shall
Go.

Word?

SWAG.

Best. Rap. Ever.