Dud Sea Scrawls The Writing, clearly, is not on the wall!

Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting the Queen at her poetic best - the Bard of Buckwaas!

asuph: salonii diiiiiiiii
salonii: di?!?!! dont talk to me!
salonii: [that’s poetry btw]
casper: sal, i was the only one staunchly defending ur poetry yesterday, while asuph and ananth took pot shots at it!
salonii: thank u thank u casper my friend - i knew i could count on u! as for these two, well, what to do?
asuph: casper!!!!!!!!!!!!!! don’t lie. i was the only one who said sal can write no wrong word
salonii: methinks me will take up poetry as an alternater career!
asuph: and u.. casper, you! … said that she can!
asuph: excellent idea di
salonii: casper does not lie, for me, he/she would die, only she’s a ghost, now isn’t that the most? [wah wah]
asuph: i have full faith in you. unlike ananth here
casper: asuph, me not lying! sal, i did say that u could rite “wrong” as wrong, isnt’ that right? :
salonii: mighty impressed i am at my poetic skills!
casper: wah wah sal!! bahut khoob!
salonii: but of course! for who would write wrong as right? for this, there shall be no fight! [wah wah]
casper: sal is on a roll! being poetic is her goal!
Ananth: hey i did not saying anything…what i meant was when sal can write poems in one line itself , she is no longer required to write in DSS. DSS is not for such talented ppl ..why waste time making us understand !
salonii: and what a nice poet i make, not just the bread, i even take the cake!
casper: liar liar, pants on fire!! @ananth
asuph: way to go, the crowd cheered, her anger everyone feared.
casper: not just the cake sal, even the icing on top; when the going’s so good, please don’t stop!
salonii: o what a liar is ananth, of my anger, now he shall bear the brunt!
asuph: that’s when anantha butted in, trying so cover up his sin
casper: gleefully waits for “off with his head”, ananth must be wishing he were dead! :
salonii: Off with his head!!!! Dearest ananth, now you are dead!
asuph: you’ll pay, the queen roared, the clown was looking bored
IW: [amendment : the clown was looking floored]
salonii: Make us laugh, shouted the Queen, or u will find that you’re a “has been”
asuph: one mistake too many sure it was. how many times can you break queen’s laws?
salonii: and here comes the juggler, let’s go for his juguluar!
salonii: the Queen’s poetry, u shall appreciate, or your head, she will decimate!
casper: politely i clap, i smile and applaud; i’m trying so hard not to explode
asuph: wah wah wah wah, said the litter brother. hoping to hide from scizoprenic mother
Ananth: who’s the queen who’s the clown, time will tell why the frown
salonii: The queen is happy! there - she crows! and upon thee, her kindess she bestows!
IW: [ and this is how we decimate heads ]
salonii: u will frown, if u have a head O what will u do, when you are dead?
casper: imposter! the clown cries out loud. the queen is shocked, and so is the crowd
asuph: the guilty as charged, decided to rhyme, but everyone knew he was beggin for time
salonii: catch the juggler, make him squeal - and then of course, let him file his appeal!
casper: casper’s delighted with the poetic flood; when the queen strikes, she sure draws blood!
asuph: but the queen’s has a bleeding heart, that’s why she falls apart
Ananth: better to fight for a cause than to blabber without a pause , like some here, who will run with fear , searching for a lady , to hide behind her body
casper: the queen cannot fall apart, you know. don’t ask me why - it is just so
salonii: she picks up the pieces and puts them together, the queen is now at the end of her tether!
casper: perhaps we should all call it an end, and let love prevail and we all be friends
Ananth: the queen, The Queen, THE QUEEEN, ha ha ha , there was never a queen, for you cant put a dog on a throne, and call it owner of the crown
salonii: of friends, of foes and mysterious toes, this they say, is how the story goes!
casper: ooh! the clown most nastily provokes. wondering what the queen will now invoke.
salonii: A dog? A dog? he calls the queen a dog? Here, wicked witch, turn him into a frog!
Ananth: she will invoke , she has to and she will for sure. here comes the hanky and there comes her tears.
salonii: o where is my knight? i call out to thee - from this dastardly clown, come, save me!
casper: the noble farebii has gone my queen; unfortunately, he isn’t around here seen.
Ananth: Queen in tears , Called her man near. So called man of her army , is running towards his wife . Such is his life. Such is his plight who is mistaken for a knight
casper: asuph, my man, your honour is at stake! don’t let such statements, a mere clown make!
Ananth: You are all alone dear queen. Dont worry we are not mean. We know you want to be called as Queen . We will try, if you promise not to cry !
salonii: o why does he do this - does always desert? and wanders off into the dark, lonely desert?
asuph: only herself, can the queen now blame, for she is the one who nourished the flame
salonii: why croaketh the frog, so loud and clear? for his cold blood, doth he not fear?
salonii: come asuph, here , give the frog five kisses, and turn him into a beautiful princess!
casper: why does the queen give the frog such a fright? the poor thing would any day prefer a Sprite.
Ananth: We shall leave queen with her man for we know they have to decide, which one of them is the real Man
asuph: kissing a frog? am i gone crazy. as it is i’m pretty lazy
salonii: now the queen’s feminity he doth question, forget the sprite, give him the poison!!!
casper: and that my dear fellas, is the tragic end, of a hungry clown who would not bend!
salonii: and now he’s gone to munch on his idly, has anyone ever seen a clown so piddly?
asuph: the clown, his tounge has grown at his mind’s expense, that’s why he talks so much of nonsense
salonii: The queen is tired, she will now retire, be careful in future, u don’t invoke her ire!
casper: the queen departs, long live the queen! oh what a fun afternoon this has been!
salonii: i thank you friends, from the bottom of my heart…and now i must go, i must depart!
salonii: iblu - u missed the fun, join us next time, but now i must run!
salonii: farebi my dear, though u did desert, you’ll always have a place in my heart!
salonii: Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

[ A standing ovation for the Queen, please! ]