Sarah’s up next and she’s got the flow
Nobody knows where the rhymes will go
We’re in Your Pants, but not like that
Somebody fetch me a pirate hat.

Ok that last line was um….

I’m not on team pirate
Team ninja’s my pick
So to Sophie and Amy
I say, what the frik?
‘Cause they rap about pirates, sailing, and seas
But love for team ninja will spread like a disease! (in a good way…)

Haha I suck at rap

Sarah is sly, her rhyming so fly.
A peacemaker, party shaker.
An awespme person, obviously not a faker.

Sorry, I cant rap.

Jordan’s rap was tight
hopefully this one turns out right
Cause the light’s on tonight
and I’m ready for a fight

By the way he raps he seems ready for battle
Yo I guess we should battle in an alley in Seattle
Maybe my rhymes aren’t that good
I should do better, I could
Hold up, gotta read some Shakespeare
Do you think he should fear?
The rhymes I make
the words I shake
Hey dude, get back in here

You’re icon says that you love clogging
look at all this space I’m hogging
Defeat me in a minute or two
And a marshmallow I shall give to you

(…fail)

It’s a marshmallow you want
but not what you’ll get
I’m throwin out some rhymes you’ll never forget
it’s nice to know you’re girl
your pants isn’t sexist
now’s a good time to make my exit

Goodnight, my fair Lauren.
I hope you slept well.
Strong your raps are not,
But there’s no need to dwell.

As for you, Jordan,
I have the white treat
That you so desire.
Now get up on your feet.

Now, do your Happy Dance,
As John and Hank would want.
That’s right, dance harder!
Don’t be so nonchalant.

Next, get an elephant–
Puppy-sized, of course–
And race it ‘cross town
As if it were a horse.

Finally, climb up a mountain at night
And shout until the light of day
A phrase which you can probably guess.
Oh, you can’t? It’s “D.F.T.B.A.”!

That’s it, you’re done.
You can have your white puff.
Let’s hope your teeth don’t rot
From all that sugar and stuff.

(…I feel like such a show off. XD)

Yo Sarah!
I heard that your raps were whack,
So I came along with a RAP ATTACK!

Raps about marshmallows,
They be crazy,
But mine’s about awesome,
Cause I’m not lazy

On second thought,
yes I certainly am.
My lines are uneven,
and I rap like a lamb.

Meaning I’m new,
to this raptastic thread,
But I’ll finish it up
Before I go to bed.

Lauren,
I really hope you know,
That compliment above
Should be rhymed, oh no!

These rhymes are getting bad
So I think I’ll retire,
This last better be good,
So this doesn’t backfire.

MC Sunshine is,
All out for the night,
But she’ll be back tomorrow,
To rap with all her might.

Patricia,
I lied, I’ll make this short,
I’m back on for a rap,
Or a witty retort

I think I might post that
In yourpants.
To show up next to my avatar
As quick as Lance.

Armstrong that is.

Dear Sarah,
Thank you for giving me
My little white puff
I ate it with glee
When my dance was done

It’s been some time
Since the latest post
Have we run out of rhymes?
Now, I don’t mean to boast

This rap came from boredom
I would consider it lame
But go ahead, TPBM
For the sake of the game

If you do so dare
Post up your own words
With the very best rhymes
Anyone’s ever heard

Now my time is up
And I need to say
Have fun with that rap
And DFTBA!

Oh, Ashley Rose,
Why’d you go and rob a bank?
Stealing isn’t Nerdfighterly;
Ashamed would be John and Hank.

Now, don’t get me wrong,
We’ll bail you out of this,
I’m not one to hold grudges
Just from one little diss.

It’s fine, you’re free from crime,
I worked it out with the cops.
But, please, please be careful next time.
Your behavior must be tops!

As for you, Jordan,
It’s good to have you back!
I thought this thread had died;
I’ve missed your Rap Attacks.

However, something is wrong
With the first rhyme you made, Hon;
I said you could have the puff
When ALL challenges were done!

If you just did the dance,
Then you ignored the other two;
So find your elephant and mountain,
Or your marshmallow I will take from you!

Yes, you heard me right.
The machine is right here.
Once I stick this tube in your mouth,
The marshmallow will fall out; is that crystal-clear?

And because this machine is magic,
It will be undigested, too.
And since you won’t remember the taste,
It basically never happened to you.

I shall withhold the white puff
Until my challenge is complete.
Until then, however,
You’ll have to admit defeat.

‘Cause this rap is the longest yet,
and I’ll admit I feel showy,
But next time, that will change…
As long as it’s not snowy.

Because next time I post,
Every other line will rhyme.
It’s harder to rap like that
And still post in good time.

Well, I’m at Stanza #12,
So, as you know, I must say
The same closing line that you and others have made:
Keep Calm and DFTBA!

I’m so sorry, Kyra
That your class was boring
You surfed on the web
While others were snoring

Twas then you thought
All up in your head
Another cool rap
For this little fun thread

It’s a very nice rap
So I gotta say
You did not at all
FTBA

Now Sarah, I object,
I’ll not admit defeat!
I just took my time clogging
For my little white treat

You won’t take it from me
You have too kind a heart
(But wouldn’t it be easier
To just go to Wal-Mart?)

But that wouldn’t be fun
It’s the easy way out
I will race, and I’ll climb
Then scream and shout!

I’m doing all this to keep
One small and fluffy puff
Why, you may ask
Dunno, but I’ll be buff

TPBM, I’m sending this message
specifically your way
If you haven’t been reminded yet
I hope you DFTBA!

Yo Sarah, I like that these poems are really simple;
These A-B-A-B C-D-C-D structures aren’t original,
But they effectively convey the Green Green-meets-Team Rocket manifesto
Where we protect the world from wasting forms and syllables.

And this is where the poetry changes…

Hey Sarah, this rap may read a bit more like a poem,
For these words really express emotions usually suppressed within myself;
I’m not much of a talker, but when I build up courage my Icarus wings take flight! (as long as I avoid the daylight)
Constructed from the finest wax, my intellect is hardly matched,
I only shine as bright as I allow. (don’t ask me how)
But heed my words, when wax climbs high and sun shines bright in cloudless sky
Those wings of wax will melt and even Rainbow Dash can’t help you
when you fall,
upon,
the ground.

Do you, heavenly angel above this post, reflect this lonely stasis,
or do you transcend social comas on a regular basis?
Do wings of brass melt just like wax when God no longer favors,
and do you construct the knuckles to beat Him down into the pavement?

I’m not tryin’ to start a battle per se,
It’s just a challenge to those Nerdfighters superior with wordplay
The English poetry writers that teeter upon the brink
Of boredom, the war drums resound
now write upon these paper towns

Did no one catch my last rap’s quirk?
Fie, I tried so hard to make it work!
This rap will have a similar one;
Better look closely if you want some fun
And to the winner, I’ll prepare a steak dinner!

Don’t feel so bad, Lauren, for being left out;
Feel, instead, my dear, a sense of devout
Tribute towards your genius friends.
Believe me, this battle never ends,
And we need you brain to continue the game.

Don’t get me wrong, now–I’m not keen on change.
Fear I, though, that it seems too strange
To write this rap while ignoring Sir Nick.
Because goodness knows his raps are plain sick.
And so, I go, to give him a show so he’ll know:

Darn you, Nick, you fancy poet!
Fear my wrath, young man, and show it!
The raps you make could send in herds,
Brushing and trampling to hear your fine words.
As you have the power to give a Rap Shower! (?)

Unlike Nick here
My raps don’t adhere
To a poetry essence
Does that even make sense?

But Nick here, though
Can mold words like Play-Doh
Being creative and colorful
Please make another, on the double!

This rap has been fun
But now I gotta run
You may just know
How I’ll end this show

Now would be a perfect time to say
Keep calm
Goodbye
and DFTBA

I like my steak cooked medium… in your pants. Hee hee!

Dear Sarah, you did well
At breaking the spell
Under which this thread fell
Ring the celebration bell!

We’re bringing this thread back
With nerdy rap attacks
Whether symmetrical or not
Doesn’t mean it won’t rock

A few posts ago
Near the end of the show
You asked ‘yes or no?’
Whether my challenge was a no-go

Long story short: Yes
I have reached success
It was tiring, no less
But I’ve earned my gooey mess

This was a lot of fun
But now I gotta run
I’ll be off like a gun
Pow pow (dun-dun-dun*)

*Dramatic music is dramatic.

Thanks so much, Kyra, for giving that bump.
I’m sorry to say that I’ve been in a slump
With my dedication to Your Pants
I’ve got so much work; there’s no time to dance
Or do anything else fun…it makes me quite glum.

But the important thing now
Is that I am back,
And you may have seen how
My rap lacks any cool facts,
I’m not like Miss Clogger,
Who’s quite the rap-space hogger.

Speaking of which, I congratulate her,
For sticking to her word.
And Kyra, I do concur,
That some congrats are deserved.

I’m in free block now,
So I might want to get off,
But don’t have a cow;
Or with surprise I will cough.
(You’re all humans, the last I checked,
And cannot have babies with animals, correct?)*

So, I’m gonna go,
but Happy Valentine’s Day!
The next line I’m sure you know:
Keep Calm and DFTBA!

*Sorry to break the game, but I just have to say that while ‘cough’ was forced, the parenthetical line totally just came out of my head. I LOVE it when that happens!

I’m looking at this rap threat with fear and fascination.
Everything that I come up with looks like cheap imitation.

Kyra, you are awesome and your rhyming is sublime.
Spewing lines like they’re nothing, it looks almost like a crime.

I’m using rhyming dictionaries and I can’t keep up a metre.
Still, I’m giving it a try, even though I am a cheater.

You’re in school? Well, that sucks, and I hope it’s over soon.
Then you’re home, drinking tea, stirring sugar with a spoon.

Well, I kind of suck at rapping, so I think I’ll call it quits.
I’m looking forward to the next move in this battle of wits.

I see y’all postin with such simple rhymes
That’s fine by me, I’ll have you beaten in no time:

Hey Jordan
You need retortin
Gimme a second
To do my wreckin
And I’ll have you snortin
My lyrical lines of snow
Guaranteed to blow
Your mind, a metaphorical armageddon
Cause that’s how these things go.

You look like you’re getting a tiny bit upset
Don’t start crying on me now, I’m not nearly done yet:

Hey Jordan
I see you sportin
A goddam boy’s name
To a man’s game
Don’t come here if you need comfortin
You wanna impose on my Paper Towns?
Fine, I’ll smack you down
You’d'a wished you came
To Alaska, you’ll be so deep in the ground.

Yo, you wanna talk John Green and the Hectic Glow?
That’s fine jävla skit, just come at me, bro.

Well my dear Jordan
This is my retort
There is no need to fret
About the name you sport

There are many girls
Who have the same name
There is no need to worry
Give your parents no blame

Your name is lovely
Perfectly girly too
It can be masculine
But not on you

So the main point is
Your worrying must stop
I sure there’s no other name
With which you’d want yours to swap

Ohai there Sarah!
Don’t fret, friend
My day’s been a bore, too

From class to class
It never ends
But I’m almost done *woot*

And soon enough
I can go home
Watch vlogbrothers all night

With John and Hank
And Henry too
Everything’s kinda alright

CHANGING UP MY STYLE HERE Y’ALL.

Well I guess it all makes sense at the end
Because everyone knows that there’s NO FREAKING EDGE

And the fault in our stars might be that they’re too bright
But I’ve gotta go- Godspeed, and good night!

Well Kyra thats cool that you’re bumping it up
i’m afraid my skills wont even halfway fill the cup

Reading through all these raps, it’s quite sure to declare
Nerdfighteria is awesome, and nothing else can compare.

I’m pretty new here, just started today
but the way that it’s going i’m sure i’m here to stay

Yes, Nerdfighters are awesome, i’d have to agree
and talented too, and smart and awesome and always make me slap my knee

I kind of really suck at this rapping thing
so I think I’ll just take a bow now, cah-ching.

Yes, Lame ending I know, but i’m sure it will do
And now I say to you all, until next rap, adieu.

• This reply was modified 83 days ago by  Samantha.

Hey Juliet
Allow me to pull some rhymes from my set
My lines may not be the same length
But they still have angst
That one was partial
This one makes no sense- martial

I’m tired and I need to memorize
So after just two stanza are my good-byes
But please know that I’ll be here to stay
And a better rap will come in a later day