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WickedEve said:Come on, Kat. I've got to have your downy soft balls! That line is priceless!
a temple-shaped, phallic trophy complete with downy balls
Sweetwood said:KatPurrs offers:
I don't know why but downy balls makes me think of trampling. With spiked heels. Ouch, I don't know what would hurt most, the heels or having conceived downy balls.
I also have three questions: why were they downy? Are they feathered, chicklet like? Or did he not shave before he stepped into your parlor?
Sweetsmooth
Waterhole?FriskyVagina said:Pull my panties down
Bend me over, spread it wide
Grab my fucking hips
Plunge into that waterhole inside
Oddly, that was true for me when I was nine. Precisely true. From nine to twenty five. Hard, hard, hard."it's hard so hard so hard to grow up."
I've read that poetry should elicit an emotional response in the reader. Your embarrassment touches me deeply. Thank you.karmadog said:Eve, I couldn't believe you wrote those. I was almost as embarassed as though I had written them. Actually, I could belive I wrote them before I could believe you had. Blecch.
WickedEve said:Well... it's bad but in a kind of original, weird and twisted way.
Angeline said:I pledge to look--and this will be painful--through some of my poems this weekend and post something really embarrassing. However, I think you just stole the crown from Kat-Purrs with
I see cows mooing with contentment, where you see a herd of wildebeest bellowing in alarm.
I'm speechless. And I'm never speechless.
I bow to you and the creativity of a mind (even if it did result in bad poetry) that can see the cow/wildebeest comparison.
Zhuk said:
If they do,
they die.
If they don’t,
they Dodo.
- Zhuk