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@slago | 20 January 19 | |
nice Noris lol
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@xivanax | 22 January 19 | |
The Owl and the pus*y-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat, They took some honey, and plenty of money, Wrapped up in a five-pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, O lovely pus*y! O pus*y, my love, What a beautiful pus*y you are, You are, You are! What a beautiful pus*y you are! II pus*y said to the Owl, You elegant fowl! How charmingly sweet you sing! O let us be married! too long we have tarried: But what shall we do for a ring? They sailed away, for a year and a day, To the land where the Bong-Tree grows And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood With a ring at the end of his nose, His nose, His nose, With a ring at the end of his nose. III Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling Your ring? Said the Piggy, I will. So they took it away, and were married next day By the Turkey who lives on the hill. They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible spoon; And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon, The moon, The moon, They danced by the light of the moon. |
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@xivanax | 22 January 19 | |
@ xivanax - 22.01.19 - 12:17pm The Owl and the pus*y-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat, They took some honey, and plenty of money, Wrapped up in a five-pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, O lovely pus*y! O pus*y, my love, What a beautiful pus*y you are, You are, You are! What a beautiful pus*y you are! II pus*y said to the Owl, You elegant fowl! How charmingly sweet you sing! O let us be married! too long we have tarried: But what shall we do for a ring? They sailed away, for a year and a day, To the land where the Bong-Tree grows And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood With a ring at the end of his nose, His nose, His nose, With a ring at the end of his nose. III Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling Your ring? Said the Piggy, I will. So they took it away, and were married next day By the Turkey who lives on the hill. They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible spoon; And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon, The moon, The moon, They danced by the light of the moon. My fav. Makes me smile and chuckle |
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@ch0cazn | 22 January 19 | |
You got to stand tall or you can fo0karound and fall. It's pointless screaming there is no1 to call so please dont break or stall you Can make it over this wall this obstacle this Hurdle. |
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@xivanax | 22 January 19 | |
The captains daughter Annie by golly she had a faanny. 6ft wide n 10ft deep it swallaed many a manny
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@miia | 23 January 19 | |
U should :) @trunking
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@miia | 15 February 19 | |
I don't pity, don't call, don't cry, All will be gone, like haze from the white apple trees. Seized by the gold of withering, I will never be young again. My heart touched by the chill within, You will not beat as before, And the cotton birches of the countryside No more will lure me to gad about barefoot. Wandering spirit! Less and less Do you stir the flame of my lips. Oh, gone, my freshness, Stormy eyes, high water of feelings. Now, I've become tame in my wishes, Life of mine? Did you come in dreams to me? As if at an echo-filled early Spring hour I rode by on a rose-colored stallion. We all, we all decay in this world, The copper flows quietly from the maple trees. Let it be in centuries blessed, That it happened to me to bloom and die. 1921 Sergej Yesenin |
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@sephiroth | 3 May 19 | |
Demons Of Darkness Olivia B Published: September 2015 She stood on the bridge In silence and fear For the demons of darkness Had driven her here They cut her heart Right out of her chest Making her believe That the demons knew best They were always there Sometimes just out of sight Waiting in the background Till the time was right These demons were destructive Knocking down the life she knew Hating everything about her She hated herself too These demons can't be seen But they're far from fairy tales They live inside your mind Their evilness prevails So on the bridge she stood About to end the fight Then she stopped and thought I'll fight them one more night Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/demons-of-darkness |
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@gammyknee | 3 May 19 | |
Liberation I sat upon a wall one day My pants felt tight and my socks were gay, I pulled the cotton out of my camel toe, And kicked my socks into the stream below. |
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@tazdevil | 28 October 19 | |
I wrote a short poem about Diwali earlier: The festival of lights is full of delight, I want to suck a well hung d*ck tonight, And double the charm of my Diwali night! Beautifully written IKR thanks! |
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