Kimberly Walters (@aRealLiveGhost) makes poems out of @horse_ebooks tweets. This is the last in a Slacktory series.

Kimberly Walters (@aRealLiveGhost) makes poems out of @horse_ebooks tweets. This is the last in a Slacktory series.

Kimberly Walters tweets as @aRealLiveGhost. She searches through the massive 16,478-tweet archive of the Twitter bot @horse_ebooks, picks out specific tweets, then retweets them in a sequence to create a poem. She’s given us a set of exclusive poems. Here’s the latest.

Kimberly Walters tweets as @aRealLiveGhost. She searches through the massive 16,435-tweet archive of the Twitter bot @horse_ebooks, picks out specific tweets, then retweets them in a sequence to create a poem. She’s given us a set of exclusive poems. Here’s the latest.
Kimberly Walters tweets as @aRealLiveGhost. She searches through the massive 16,195-tweet archive of the Twitter bot @horse_ebooks, picks out specific tweets, then retweets them in a sequence to create a poem. She’s given us a set of exclusive poems. Here’s the first.
There’s a group of poet-comedians on Twitter. We frequently point to them on Slacktory’s Follow Fridays. This crowd are sometimes funny, sometimes bizarre, sometimes just beautiful — it feels like they’re more after a pure emotional response, and the authenticity of that response matters more than whether it’s happy-flavored or sad-flavored.
The group also has a blog. A group blog. A glog. A gumblr. It’s called the Imaginary Image Blog, and it’s art.
Some sample posts:
Two toddlers running lines from ‘Waiting for Godot’, only taking breaks for crackers and juice.
— DadBeard
a stripper in full camouflage attire, slowly appearing
The Evil Genie grants three wishes a week. Leave a wish in the comments!
Syzygygygy wishes: Oh, proud and mighty evil genie, please grant me my wish! Let me drop mad rhymes like Dr. Seuss.
The Evil Genie replies: Congratulations! You awake tomorrow to find that you rhyme in the classic Seussian style: furiously, compulsively, non-dictionarily, and with only a passing regard for logic.
At first you are excited to meet your friends for brunch, planning rhymes about mancakes and handshakes and branflakes and fan breaks, but when you leave your house and begin to speak to others you find there is a glitch in your system: You are unable to express thoughts that don’t rhyme, and, with the speed of your gift far surpassing the speed of your regular mental and emotional responses, you rarely say anything close to what you mean when another person is speaking to you.
My god, that comment’s astounding!
It answered this issue confounding.
But whom do I thank?
What’s the username? “SPANK_
NAKED_PUPPIES_AND_GIVE_THEM_A_POUNDING”?
Idea stolen from here
The faces you see inside fffffffuuuuuuuuuuuu
Can be derpy, or hairy or blue.
Or Forever Alone
With no texts on his phone,
But not Rage Face. That one we withdrew.
I fixed classic nursery rhymes to be more realistic. But that made them all hella tragic.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall. Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the king’s horses and all the king’s men were like, “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS THING.”

At last night’s live 4chan variety show, editor Nick Douglas’s girlfriend Rachel Fershleiser read a poem she’d written, an internet version of Go the Fuck to Sleep. Some of these links are super-NSFW, with sound.
You’ve seen every advice dog on Tumblr
And Portal has beeped its last beep.
The redditors logged off, the 4channers silenced,
Now please for fuck’s sake come to sleep.
You’ve checked Xtube and YouPorn and Bangbus.
There’s nothing left to which to fap.
The Suicide Girls start to all look the same.
Let’s at least take a short fucking nap?
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