Coetry

This is a page for creating coems - collaborative poems. (or, in more standard terms, Exquisite Corpses).

After opening a coem, you receive the last line of someone else and have to follow up with your line of coetry. If no coem is available (all are finished / in use), you get the option to start a new one with a line purely on your own.




Finished Coems:

correct horse battery staple
i am a canadian and i do not like maple
although the taste of pinecones makes me frisky
hell that thing only rhymes with whiskey
to heaven you ride like a jockey
to hell you ride like a boss
which will end in your loss
find hope in the space that remains

hm you think hiding art behind encryption would make it better
there is always the evil nsa who will try to see your every letter
here i am writing my first line
this is a very schizophrenic design
for a game made with php oh wait that does not rhyme
here i am writing my first line
so enjoy making something here
but i hope you have fun

there you see now i need a glass of wine
was this not the last line
maybe some of this could be seen as a crime
against art i mean poetry by cyberdyne
the quick brown fox gets the early worm
little bobby tables
there is nothing like good fables
except like spoons on tables

roses are red and violets are also red
here i am writing my first line
yes it works and it works so fine
thats so unoriginal yesterday we already had the word wine
in any case it remains a good design
for a game made with php oh wait that does not rhyme
wait how do i know if somebody already ended with fine
this is a very schizophrenic design

this is a first coem
it is not exactly a poem
it is more of an experiment
and it is not exactly well done
but i hope you have fun
so enjoy making something here
and have no fear
my poetry also sucks