The most annoying beings on the face of the planet. They strive to drive you absolutely nuts. And when you get mad at them for driving you absolutly nuts, they have tantraums.
-Big sister: ANNA!!! WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY BRA???
-Little sister: Well I had to use SOMETHING to hang my teddy bear with!
-Big sister:AAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAARRRRR RRRRRRRRRRGH!!! *hits little sister*
-Little sister: *bursts into tears* NORA HIT ME FOR NO REASON!!!
A group of words phrazed together to create a peice of writing. Generally, it is short, but a poem can be anything that shows something--a feeling...a sound...a color...a thought... Most of them rhyme, but some don't. People sometimes have poetry slams, in which people read these poems aloud.
The saddest thing I see—
People who walk, not knowing where they are
Wanderers, dropped on this earth by mistake
Empty eyes, like pebbles, dropped in a lake.
They see only images
A dim outline in the fog of appearance.
Like words that you’ve said so many times they have no meaning
These people are just clones
With shadows of who they could have been.
Of whom they are not.
Is there a cure for those who do not care?
Is there a way to save all of the lonely people of this world who don’t know who they are?
Is there a way to help the people who don’t know they need it?
The cure is love.
A clique with girls just like clones, all copying the same girl (Kelly). They wear lots of makeup and Baby Phat /other designer brands. They talk like vallygirls, and are superskinny. They are usually considered popular, and spend their lives putting on lipgloss.
-Did you see that girl over there? She is SUCH a CopyKelly!
-Ugh, there goes the CopyKellys.
-(A copykelly would say) Where's my lipgloss? Oh my god, Kelly. Oh my god. You are sooo georgous today. Where did you get that fabulous shirt? *squeels and jumps up and down* Omg there's kyle. Heeeey kyle. You are like so hot. Luv ya!