by cursedfetus April 12, 2022
Get the whos joemug. Once on a time, as poets sing
High tales with fancy laden,
Born of a very noble king
There lived a wondrous maiden.
An only child, her kinsfolk boon,
So fair, imagination faints;
As though amidst the stars the moon,
Or Mary amidst the saints.
From 'neath the castle's dark retreat,
Her silent way she wended
Each evening to the window-seat
Where Lucifer attended.
And secretly, with never fail,
She watched his double race,
Where vessels drew their pathless trail
Across the ocean's face.
And as intent she drank his light,
Desire was quickly there;
While he who saw her every night
Soon fell in love with her.
And sitting thus with rested head,
Her elbows on the sill,
Her heart by youthful fancy led
Did with deep longing fill.
While he, a brilliant shining spark,
Glowed always yet more clear
Towards the castle tall and dark
Where she would soon appear.
Until one night with shower of rays
He slips into her room,
As though a strange and silver haze
Did round about her loom.
And when at last the child to rest
Upon her sofa lies,
He lays her arms across her breast
And closes her soft eyes.
While where his ray on mirror lands
And is upon her couch red rifted,
It falls upon her throat and hands
And on her face uplifted.
A smile is on her lips it seems;
He in the mirror trembles,
For smooth his ray glides midst her dreams
And round her soul assembles.
And while she is in slumber gone
She murmurs through her sighs:
Never mind!
M.E
High tales with fancy laden,
Born of a very noble king
There lived a wondrous maiden.
An only child, her kinsfolk boon,
So fair, imagination faints;
As though amidst the stars the moon,
Or Mary amidst the saints.
From 'neath the castle's dark retreat,
Her silent way she wended
Each evening to the window-seat
Where Lucifer attended.
And secretly, with never fail,
She watched his double race,
Where vessels drew their pathless trail
Across the ocean's face.
And as intent she drank his light,
Desire was quickly there;
While he who saw her every night
Soon fell in love with her.
And sitting thus with rested head,
Her elbows on the sill,
Her heart by youthful fancy led
Did with deep longing fill.
While he, a brilliant shining spark,
Glowed always yet more clear
Towards the castle tall and dark
Where she would soon appear.
Until one night with shower of rays
He slips into her room,
As though a strange and silver haze
Did round about her loom.
And when at last the child to rest
Upon her sofa lies,
He lays her arms across her breast
And closes her soft eyes.
While where his ray on mirror lands
And is upon her couch red rifted,
It falls upon her throat and hands
And on her face uplifted.
A smile is on her lips it seems;
He in the mirror trembles,
For smooth his ray glides midst her dreams
And round her soul assembles.
And while she is in slumber gone
She murmurs through her sighs:
Never mind!
M.E
by VIS84 May 29, 2021
Get the The Saint Who Fellmug. by JoeeeeeeeeMAMAMAAAAMAMAM October 14, 2019
Get the Who's Joemug. A godly human being with a good sense of humour and an amazing taste. They get all the girls
Person: yo u watched jojo yet?
Person who watched jojo: yeah
*person starts worshipping person who watched jojo*
thats how it would play out
people who watch jojo are better than narutards and those annoying ass retared "goku solos" people
Person: yo u watched jojo yet?
Person who watched jojo: yeah
*person starts worshipping person who watched jojo*
thats how it would play out
people who watch jojo are better than narutards and those annoying ass retared "goku solos" people
by mem1 April 26, 2022
Get the literally anybody who watched jojosmug. If someone attempts to continue an argument after their argument has been disproven, with the same argument, they have committed the fallacy of who asked.
by Starman101.2 December 2, 2023
Get the Argument From Who Askedmug. by Smoothtinderlines June 7, 2020
Get the who..mug. Nah man. I was an entire group of people... Though... I can't remember what they call themselves... Extra special race... Chosen by God... Destined to rule over the holy land or mother land or something... They tried to genocide the de facto ancillary race of their home land... What did they call themselves? I cannot (for the life of me) remember the name...
Hym "Who Was The Bad Guy In WW2? Uuuuummmm... Well, when Israel commits a genocide... They are the good guys... Therefore, I can look at that precedent... And infer... Which means whichever side committed the genocide was the good guy... But what was their name...?"
by Hym Iam September 14, 2024
Get the Who Was The Bad Guy In WW2mug.