Write a poem about this guy

Red blood still flows through my veins,
It's the heart that is weaker, since
I lost you my only love.
All I have left are my gains,
I am not your seeker, your prince
Our days are long gone.

this is hilarious if you know hot to pronounce scandinavian letters.

Brave sir Gaylord had a notion
drink to some of muscle potion.
Magically like in stories
muscles grew, but he was worried...
Peeny flopped and testes shriveled
there you go, hope I delivered!

good fucking morning
*leaves humanity behind*
5 scoops goddamnit

;_;

One scoop, two scoops, three scoops, four.
Five scoops, six scoops, Piano Man is no more.

The piano
He leaves humanity behind
Yes
YES
He is 5% now
Cmon!

What a miserable waste of human life.

That was terrible

"Fuck Niggers"

user
I laughed, so hard
thank you

Rich Piana
He won't die of old age
No
NO
Rich Piana is out

BALLS SHRINK
ARMS SWELL
THAT'S THE WAY
MY PUSSY SMELLS

Oh, original poster,
Are you an eligible poster,
By your image,
You're below the limit.
Picture of muscles,
To compensate for your own troubles.

Au loin dans un marcel noir
J'entrevois un peu le désespoir
Entre ces bras musclés
Reposent un digne chevalier

Malheureusement pour lui
C'est tout ce qu'il possède
Car faire de ceci sa vie
Est un rêve matérialiste tiède

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I shitposted, swole yet weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten board—
While I typed, nearly snapping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my basement door.
“’5% cmon” I muttered, “fuck the tapping at my basement door—
5 scoops and nothing more."

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Go back to writing about suicide and cuckoldry Napoleon

why the hate tho?

I cant read la baguette

don't learn it it's stupid

this indecent man;
dubells held akimbo,
his increasing plan,
to find himself a bimbo,
a scraggle waisted waif once he,
a winded bulging hulk now be,
and when he walk down th' boulevard,
he makes the ladybones unceasing hard.

Duuuu
Dudu dudu duuuu
Duuuu
Dudu dudu duuuu
Whatever
It
Takes.

Good fucking morning god damnit!
Rich gracefully begins another day in heaven getting /fit/
Bench press, military press, OHP.
A break in the 8 hour arm workout for some quick TRT.
And as the sun falls on the clouds of paradise
Rich drinks 4scoops cmon over ice.

Rich looks down on all the people he left behind.

The shitposters on Yea Forums still said "leave humanity behind brah"
and the haha posters keep posting "GOOD FUCKING MORINING HAHA"
Upon 4scoops the five percenters still dined
long after Rich had left humanity behind

"Instead of spurning me now that I'm dead...
and all the bad things about me there on the web...
For all the mistakes I made and things that I said...
they have decided to love me instead."

Rich realized people loved him for him.
Not for his muscles, or his sharp chiseled chin.
That wretched mirror he stared at in life
The one that pained him and cause him strife
and for all the workouts he spent on each body part
it turns out people loved him for the smallest, his heart.

RIP Rich Piana.

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This is how
You do, gyaah
Hyaaah, that’s it
Right babe?
Babe...?

o cursed tensile threnody,
that his blasted muscles see,
as crippled as a fish out of sea,
will in his antient years he'll be

Shoooop...
....Aaaaah
Shoooop...
....Aaaaah

Mortal ash and dust;
Transcendence of absolute must;
More than a fleshly mod;
Bridge the gap with man and God;

The poor nigger on the wall
Look at the poor nigger. Look at the poor nigger on the wall
Fuck him fuck the nigger on the wall
Black man is debil

Two scoops for every scoop.
A scoop costs two scoops.
C'mon.C'mon.C'mon.C'mon.C'mon.C'mon.C'mon.
TWO SCOOPS.
C'MON.
TWO SCOOPS FOR EVERY SCOOP.
FOUR SCOOPS
EIGHT SCOOPS
CCCCCCCCCC''''''''''MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON.

T
W
O

S
C
O
O
P
S
GOD DAMN IT

>I'm old enough to understand this sicc maymay

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latsbrah is still around
he just had a kid with his waifu

To lift is to live
I count the future in scoops
Do you even lift

Très beau

ya gotta eat big to get big that what he said, a joke, inspiration maybe it was all in our heads. gotta eat big to get big mass over everything mass over aesthetics, over money even if you end up dead. and that’s how he went 300 pounds of muscle, 20 of them in his heart, he departed big but he left us much more, especially when we recite the tale of the man of two scoops

I miss rich :(

Will fold your bitch like a car seat
Will eat your gf’s pussy leaving it smelling like pajeet
Don’t cry whilst you think about this
It’s not a diss, it’s the truth

for sale, right babe, never married

Sausage-arms Carl will fist your asshole to the shoulder

Pretty good

whatever it takes,
whatever it takes,
whatever it takes,
bros

you're not gonna make it if you don't do

SHOOP
AHH
SHOOP SHOOP
SHOOP AH AHH AHHH
SHOOP
SHOOP AHH.

Best one so far.

vocaroo.com/i/s1Pk8esWvzcT

That's literally a /fit/ pasta from years ago

Constantly putting himself to the test
In order to maximise his test
As he looks at you from far away
You remember the golden men at bay

youtube.com/watch?v=7OWaBD9UI9Y

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Pretty good

I appreciate your effort into translating this monkey's accent into writing.

read this in the tone of leonard cohens stranger song

>rhyming test with test
You could have easily done
>To leave behind the rest

marbles man
with arms full of marbles
you are what i yam
you're marblelous man

Once small and crawling on the floor.
Till' he cannot take it anymore.

Prayed for the father's blessing.
But he wasn't there and time was wasting.

To reach a new height he turned to might.
As he was never been that bright.

So he turned to the weights and kept on increasing.
To gain the manhood that was decreasing.

To hide the shame and reach the fame.
As there was no one else but he to blame.