For the Poets

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   WryLiltposted 13 years ago

   Alright. The chance for those who love poetry to shine (Ralwus where are you? )
   
   Write a poem (of any length, from 2 lines to 30) about the previous poster.

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   Pearldiverposted 13 years ago

   Aussi Aussi Aussi
   
   It's Chanting Oy Oy Oy
   
   Aussi Aussi Aussi
   
   Keep your Rolf Harris Toy!
   
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   Website Examinerposted 13 years ago

   Some pearls lay on the ocean floor
   So much there for him to adore
   Unreachable, yet rather close
   The water running through his nose
   
   He dives for things like that
   “No reason!” says his cat
   The poor soul gets not fed
   Pearldiver shows a slight regret
   
   But pearls shine whiter than a fur
   The cat must wait and then endure
   That Diver seeks the deepest reef
   It is a challenge to believe

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   BRIAN SLATERposted 13 years ago

   wrylit comes from down under
   her writing is just a wonder
   
   she writes ten hubs aday
   and never takes a breadth to say-
   
   She loves the forums for what they are
   making guru's run to the bar..
   
   Her big smile forever greets you
   comments that are welcome too
   
   lets say a cheer for her today
   wrylits here and may she stay.

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      ralwusposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      i am the squeaky door
      the dripping faucet
      annoying many with my prose
      it grabs at you like a pit bull and
      shakes your uptight bones
      some laugh
      others may even get it
      i am the needful part of
      tortured dreams and
      Greece is imploding
      the homeless piss on the statues
      women in heels tapping in the
      marbled halls
      with tattooed tyts
      old men lie
      and still the river is flowing
      money changes hands
      and the hungry cry for more
      the wheels of warfare
      crush the souls of men
      and animals alike
      those screams are never heard
      by them who are in
      suits behind mahogany doors
      women are still fukked
      men are still scruwed
      children learn to hate
      as we all jump like black crickets
      into the night
      bless my sorry azz
      baby
      nothing really changes
      life goes on
      as Slater steals my 'maters

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   china manposted 13 years ago

   spammers are a bunch of a@@@@@@s
   spoiling our forums and staining their souls

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   china manposted 13 years ago

   Bu@@er !!!!   where did the spam post go !

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      Website Examinerposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      I reported it!

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         WryLiltposted 13 years agoin reply to this

         WE wanders through the forums,
         Then stumbles on his prey.
         Another virginal newbie,
         Has a question here today.

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            Website Examinerposted 13 years agoin reply to this

            WryLilt spots a predator
            A newbie eater on the floor
            Where virgins are too new to spot
            W.E.’s “generosity at a cost”
            
            A risk of mayhem and deceit
            A poor soul every day to eat!
            Or so she sees it anyway
            The truth must wait another day

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   ralwusposted 13 years ago

   WryLilt is cute
   too bad she is married
   maybe in my dreams
   her angry groin will carry me

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      WryLiltposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      Ralwus claims shyness,
      But I doubt this very much
      What he needs is dryness
      And a woman's touch.

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   ralwusposted 13 years ago

   yes. so touch away.

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      WryLiltposted 13 years agoin reply to this

      LoL Appreciate the comments btw

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         china manposted 13 years agoin reply to this

         Would you two stop licking each other in public pleeeease !  It is just like catching your parents 'at it'  !!!

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            DoorMattnomoreposted 13 years agoin reply to this

            gross. thanks alot for that.

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   ralwusposted 13 years ago

   LOL she's talking about my comments on her poetry hubs. Hi DM. x

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    Ben Evansposted 13 years ago

    Avenue laden
    crept ever so close.
    Life was a blast.
    The song is sung in our minds
    as the wind blows past
    
    Cranberries sit
    on the plate uneaten.
    A smile says to all
    to not be so serious
    when you try to stand tall.
    
    This ones for you
    if there is any left.
    There is of course.
    I see a bit of a smile
    when he gets on the iron horse.

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    ralwusposted 13 years ago

    If that is for me Ben, I like it. Cool. If not, I still like it.

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       schoolgirlforrealposted 13 years agoin reply to this

       what fun!
       ok here goes
       
       
       ralwus rhymes with walrus
       don't really know much about this guy
       I think I've seen him on the fly
       Talking in the "argumentive forum"
       You know the one
       We all try to avoid!
       
       So cheers to today
       And this lovely array
       Of poetry
       It's postitive
       And lovely
       
       ralwus the "walrus"
       Have a nice day!

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          ralwusposted 13 years agoin reply to this

          LOL real cute.

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             klarawieckposted 13 years agoin reply to this

             

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       Ben Evansposted 13 years agoin reply to this

       That was for you.  I am glad you like it.  Thank you.

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    Ben Evansposted 13 years ago

    A cool breeze weaves the hair
    of autumn's intent.
    Wishes while not always
    on our cheeks
    make our senses sweet.
    
    The rain shall come
    and make the ground wet.
    When I step, I see my footprints
    showing me a past which I adore.

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