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here's the real deal said to be
rolled on the inner thighs of temple virgins
*s*....... I think I'm in love
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BigTex
Bump! @ my lil spot
Anyone else feel free to help yourself
Anyone else feel free to help yourself
bimp
*Lola*
Member
I woke up in love this morning,
I woke up in love this morning,
went to sleep with you on my mind.
so when I got up this morning,
I had to take a toke this morning,
Buds like you are always hard to find
I woke up in love this morning
I woke up in love this morning
went to sleep with you on my mind
I woke up in love this morning,
went to sleep with you on my mind.
so when I got up this morning,
I had to take a toke this morning,
Buds like you are always hard to find
I woke up in love this morning
I woke up in love this morning
went to sleep with you on my mind
strawbrrygirl
Member
Imagination controls me
Can’t stop long enough to see
But fleeting glimpses of reality
From deep within this fantasy.
From a rose springs forth prose
Not dwindling the other those
Which with we prep her afterlife
A 3rd Woman, but not wife.
A Martyr yes, to be sure
Gives of herself a love so pure
Her incense begins this wonder
Throwing reality asunder.
Imagination’s running wild
She being tended like a child
Served to meet all her needs
She will mature before she bleeds.
Facing fire and staunchly so
Her twisting tendrils up doth go
Yes I exalt in her embrace
For only the two of us share this place.
brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrump...bumpbump
Can’t stop long enough to see
But fleeting glimpses of reality
From deep within this fantasy.
From a rose springs forth prose
Not dwindling the other those
Which with we prep her afterlife
A 3rd Woman, but not wife.
A Martyr yes, to be sure
Gives of herself a love so pure
Her incense begins this wonder
Throwing reality asunder.
Imagination’s running wild
She being tended like a child
Served to meet all her needs
She will mature before she bleeds.
Facing fire and staunchly so
Her twisting tendrils up doth go
Yes I exalt in her embrace
For only the two of us share this place.
brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrump...bumpbump
*Lola*
Member
Imagination controls me
Can’t stop long enough to see
But fleeting glimpses of reality
From deep within this fantasy.
From a rose springs forth prose
Not dwindling the other those
Which with we prep her afterlife
A 3rd Woman, but not wife.
A Martyr yes, to be sure
Gives of herself a love so pure
Her incense begins this wonder
Throwing reality asunder.
Imagination’s running wild
She being tended like a child
Served to meet all her needs
She will mature before she bleeds.
Facing fire and staunchly so
Her twisting tendrils up doth go
Yes I exalt in her embrace
For only the two of us share this place.
brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrump...bumpbump
OH Boy, we have started a Bad Poet's Society, I'm IN !!
a little bump for the ladies here.......
*Lola*
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a little bump for the ladies here.......
aww gee whiz, thanks so much, just what we wanted, a gay man in a pink rabbit suit selling cars.
roflwonder what it sez on his boots there? someone translate
Cruelty conquered, a maiden named of *lola* offered a mantle to carry into battle.
Unaccepted, rejected, scorn torn the threads of valor shed
Not towards the better half of me,
nay any half of me to thwart the effort presented innocently,
Did share the noble rewards thusly presented.
and effortlessly dissented in mine.
Hail thee *lola* to this place to see
what mine and storms lost to insignificance dwell
the last of lust is devoured.
Unaccepted, rejected, scorn torn the threads of valor shed
Not towards the better half of me,
nay any half of me to thwart the effort presented innocently,
Did share the noble rewards thusly presented.
and effortlessly dissented in mine.
Hail thee *lola* to this place to see
what mine and storms lost to insignificance dwell
the last of lust is devoured.
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