higgledly piggledy english is rather less easily suited to dactyls in verse
though, I'll admit the assortment of feet the "iambic" tradition permits is...diverse
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@bestbredlik
higgledly piggledy english is rather less easily suited to dactyls in verse
though, I'll admit the assortment of feet the "iambic" tradition permits is...diverse

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my name is Brut and wen the ides of march are heer our group decides
to stab my frend I heer him say there at the end: et tu, Brute?
Bredlik Poems; Rosetta Stone Edition - collected and credited by @marvinhere
A compilation of Bredlik translations in different used and dead, existing and constructed languages.
My nayme is Bird
and wen it's nyte,
a dozing man
I giev a fryte.
His weary mynde
evokes Lenore,
I play a trick,
I tap the door.
my name is rain
and winds that blo
and ripend grain
and glints on sno
do not stand at
my grayv and weep
i am not ther
i do not sleep
my name is birb
in sircled flite
and the soft stars
that shiyn at nite
do not stand at
my grayv and cry
i am not ther
i did not dy

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my name is Bill and soon at last it wil be tyme to brayke thy fast, so to the icebox you shal come. This is to say- i ayte the plum.
my naym is ring and wen im on i help yu hide mayk problems gon i shou yu things that ar ahed i binde yur soul i mess yur head
my naym is silm im genius-mayd i show yu things that ar long fayd and then I mayk everyone die i am so greyt i mayk yu cry
if shes your girl then why have i slowly been replacing her parts until there’s nothing left of her original body? is she then still your girl?
They ship of theseus’d my girl
Can’t have shit in Detroit
this actually perfectly demonstrates the transitive property of memes: you can replace a meme piece by piece until it only structurally resembles the original, and it is, in fact, the same meme.
call that the meme of theseus thesis
tumblrites can have a little intertextuality as a treat
my naym is ship and when i’m broke the broken part from me they toke
replace the part had been the plan but in the morn hand door car man
*me shoving transitive properties into my purse* sorry, I have to go
We owe the reddit refugees an apology for making them see posts like this
no we don’t this shit is enrichment in their new enclosure
*slaps roof of Tumblr* This baby can fit so many rare vintages, you just have to go deep enough, there are some great memes in the cellar, come see
For the love of god, @marlynnofmany!
My name is meme And I am young But history Is very long Poetry meme Arrive in wave For very long time Burma Shave
We need some “lik the bred” poems.
I’m not a poet, so I’m not sure I did this right but I tried?Â
My name is Gonff,
Prins of thefs,
And wyldcats
Do not scare me.
They tayk our food,
So wen i plees,
I sneak inside
I steal the chees.
My nayme is Gulo
Big n meen
My eetin habits
Turn folks green
For wen theyre all
Tuckd up in bed
I breke in, stab,
N lik the ded.
And I em Luk
A war’ior brafe
I use to lif
Insyde a cav
Now on th sees
I’ve take a trippe
Krash the bote
N sinc the shipp
My nam is Maude
A box’ng hare
Sent off to fynd
Lord Ash-eye’s heir
A serpint fot
For shrew-bayb’s saek
I nede no sord
I punch the snayk.
are these fucking redwall memes how can you do this to me
My naym is triss
I lyk to fyt
The royil gards
Wyth aal m’ myte
And when my frend
Dys, it wyl steeng
But il com back
AND KYLL THE KYNG
I aym Finnbarr
An ottyr brayv
Wif mate an kidz
Long in theyr grayv
Wif alf a speer
Stuk insid mee
Ramm Fawxwulf’s edd
Intoo da tree
Am Kloony Scurge
A vial ratt
An I waz killt
By knastee trapp
Infade that plase
wher week wons dwell
Faught da mous
Got krush by bell
My naem is Matt
A lil mous guy
Wen Kloony came
My home stopped by
And wen my frens
Our allye miss
I take his place
I am that is
I completely forgot about all of these. Classic Tumblr Redwall Fandom
@fidelattic you’re a genius.
I’m declaring June to be the month of ReReadwall (patent pending). Everyone shall reread either the first Redwall book or any of their choosing and come onto Tumblr to discuss.
I have spoken!
Ok here’s my Taggerung poem I talked about in the tags (hehe) earlier:
My nayme is Tagg;
Wen I wuz born
Rath took me frum
My mum Filorn
But in my sleep,
In red stone hows,
In all my dreems
I chays tha mows

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What is Bredlik about? What are Bredlik poems?
Bredlik is a fun little poetry style that was mostly popular 5+ years ago. They are mostly about animals, but can be able anything at all. The main rule is that the poem needs to follow a specific syllable count and rhyme scheme.
It's written in iambic dimeter, meaning that each line has only 4 syllables and the 2nd and 4th are the stressed (emphasized) ones.
It should have 8 lines and the rhyme should be xAxAxBxB. In other words, the 2nd and 4th line need to rhyme and the 6th and 8th as well. The final line usually stands out as something of a punchline.
Bredlike poems should also be written in the first person and most are intentionally misspelled in a fake-middle english style. I, personally, find that the misspelling often gets over-done to the point of being difficult to read fluidly.
This blog post explains the origin and structure in more detail.
Magic mushrooms
my name is dog end ill refrein frem entring my neigbors lawn egen theyr garden big fully bloom i got stond wenn i lik shroom
my name is Boat and wen im tired (but shipping werk is still required)
then all I want is lyttle snooze i turn to side i blok the Sooz
(krfabian on twitter)
I’m kind of sad that “lik the bred” form is mostly on the decline because it’s fucking nuts
It’s actually a pretty strict form. You gotta spell shit phonetically, it has a specific meter and rhyme scheme (think I just reblogged a post that called it iambic dimeter)….
It’s just wild to me that free verse is such a Thing in modern poetry and yet this fucking form just sprung up as a meme and I think it’s pretty great.
Maybe I should write a bunch of lik the bred poems and try to get it published :P
I feel like I ought to know this as a collector of bredlik poems, but what exactly is the rhyme scheme that most of them follow? I’ve got the iambic dimeter part down, but the rhyme didn’t seem to be consistent across many of them.Â
If you couldn’t tell already, I am very fond of bredlik poems and also enjoy the way structure interacts with the content.Â
my name is Wolf and wen it’s cold and winter’s chill is getting old
i think a drink would be so nice i kneel down low i lik the ice
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a bredlik poem about exam block
My naym is greg
And wen I trye
Tu study it
Dus mayk me cri
But tho it mae
Be veri hard
I du my best
I mayk flashcards
my name is joo an tim is soon wen pesach com an full is moon wont get the dough thats leavenéd so while I can I eet the bred