User:HubertTold

"Somebody call the shit police."

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I am Hubert Told, or Thoughlberdt Cholmbes, aka Misty Rhymes, aka Mr N'$crupulous, aka Lunetta Speax.

Here are some "rap" rhymes I wrote with a computer:

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(*The computer does not get a co-write.)

"Promethean Syndicate": распространение ядерного оружия, 1952 - 1973

"From bad boy to sad boy: Brian Jones, 1965"

Scene: A luxurious cabin in the forest. A woodsman has taken a young stranger in from the cold, but warned him of an intruder imminently coming to do harm to the inhabitants of the homestead. The young stranger is told that this intruder is absolute evil, and must be killed. As the evening passes on the woodsman is somewhere else in the house, preparing. Suddenly, without notice, the intruder enters quietly and without consequence through the front door, the young stranger being the first occupant he meets. Instantly the young stranger and the intruder lock gazes, the intruders eyes shout instantly, psychically -- "I know you have been told that I am evil, but you have been deceived. It is the woodsman who is evil, and my death will mean your death." The young stranger completely understands, his face now silently, blankly evincing, "Do not make a sound. The woodsman is in a back room, preparing. Do not make a sound."