One Line Never Ending Poem (rhyming is fine; alternatively imagery with cadence and rhythm)
Much have I traveled in the realms of online public forums
and yea though I walk through the Valley of Death,
I shall fear no evil
For I am the biggest SOB in the valley
and the Rod of Russ and his Staff will comfort me
from the travails and tribulations of mendicancy
through the depths of Hell and the scourges of the plagues
from the shores of Montezuma
to the shores of Tripoli
Shall we rise up singing
"I will sing the LORD's praise, for he has been good to me"
and oh oh oh sooooo good
That my heart shall sing when my lips fail
And my machine that goes 'ping!' gets a quick sale
... and that was the morning and evening of the first day.
The second day, however, was a different story, it went like this:
She licked her lips and accepted my kiss
though pleased he blushed and fidgeted for words to say