Say it in Rhyme

[MercyMia]

In Mia's brief absence, the wild jussforfun
Has written rhymes that could shock anyone.
He's putting rhythm to various uses
While making hay, so Mia deduces.

Dear Ginger laughed but she put him right
And jussforfun, good sport, is hanging on tight.
We're all dedicated to rhyming, you see.
We try to be smooth like waltzes by Debussy.

The strain on our brains gives even more challenge
We hope words and meter provide adequate balance
And share the thoughts from our heads to yours
Without causing pain to the reader who endures

Our awkward and clumsy attempts at writing
Surely won't push people down in agony writhing.
Our intentions are good, we really mean well.
We just hope these rhymes don't simulate Hell.

We'll pull out Thesauri and dust off old tomes
We'll oil all our skills to prevent future groans.
If there is a picture of true dedication
You'll find it right here, we're not on medication.

Let's keep working at it, let's fire up our pens
To inspire other Litsters to try rhyming again.
This is the way we enjoy what remains
Of our sexiest organ, gray matter, the brain!

 

[de-valmont]

Welcome back mia, I have returned,
Not for long this rhyme have I spurned,
Although I am shamed to admit,
This visit will have to be swift.
For the public house calls my name,
In seductive tones drinkings the game;
For such a sunny eve as this
Is perfectly suited to get oneself pissed.
To rant and rave and laugth and joke,
And pour another down ones throat,
And say a toast to life and be
Blissful in good company.

 

[Ginger_grl]

Welcome back mia, I have returned,
Not for long this rhyme have I spurned,
Although I am shamed to admit,
This visit will have to be swift.
For the public house calls my name,
In seductive tones drinkings the game;
For such a sunny eve as this
Is perfectly suited to get oneself pissed.
To rant and rave and laugth and joke,
And pour another down ones throat,
And say a toast to life and be
Blissful in good company.

Hiya I'm back, after cooking the dinner
and Mia your Rhyme was an absolute winner
I'm amazed at your skill for ryhme on your feet
i'm very impressed it's incredibly neat.
I actually have to give Justfor some praise
his sexual exploits are becoming a craze
we look in to see what has happened thus far
and all that I find is Dev gone out for a jar.

 

[BellaBloodAngel]

I read all the rhymes that I missed today.
I was laughing so hard, my tea, I did spray
all over my keyboard, Lord what a mess
I just about ruined my new fancy dress

The wit and the humor cannot be ignored
(I sure hope I remembered to get my keyboard insured)
Whoever guessed how much fun this could be
We must thank our Gingergrl for helping us see
How creative and quick we are when we must
In all our intelligence rely on and trust.

*wishes everyone here a splendid day*
Hope to see you all the next time I come back to play

 

[Ginger_grl]

I read all the rhymes that I missed today.
I was laughing so hard, my tea, I did spray
all over my keyboard, Lord what a mess
I just about ruined my new fancy dress

The wit and the humor cannot be ignored
(I sure hope I remembered to get my keyboard insured)
Whoever guessed how much fun this could be
We must thank our Gingergrl for helping us see
How creative and quick we are when we must
In all our intelligence rely on and trust.

*wishes everyone here a splendid day*
Hope to see you all the next time I come back to play

Great to see you Bella, glad we brought a smile
Good you stop by every once in a while
It's fun writing verse there's no doubt it's laugh
but sometimes I fear mine are getting quite naff
I have to admit I do enjoy the thrill
of answering in rhyme by the use of my quill
I love excersing my cells that linger up top
but without all your input it would all be a flop

 

[MercyMia]

We bring different meters to this thread, each of us
I admit it's hard work, we know it ain't fluff!
But sure as it's taxing, it's also relaxing
One way or another, we'll always be waxing
Poetic or limmerick, as long as it feels
We're getting much better while keeping it real.

/Good night, Rhymers!/

 

[Ginger_grl]

We bring different meters to this thread, each of us
I admit it's hard work, we know it ain't fluff!
But sure as it's taxing, it's also relaxing
One way or another, we'll always be waxing
Poetic or limmerick, as long as it feels
We're getting much better while keeping it real.

/Good night, Rhymers!/

I agree with you Mia we all have something to add
and nobody's words can be read as just bad
we converse in a style that makes us all think
but interesting too that Dev needed a drink
I had wine with my dinner and I really do feel
that it helped to lubricate my poetic wheel
but nevertheless I get huge satisfaction
from playing this game of rhyming interaction

 

[jussforfun]

I've pondered and wondered, and thought over time,
How the number 100 would fit in my rhyme?
For you know this is it, my one hundreth post,
I hoped I could rhyme it with stuff I love most.

Though sex is my genre, I'll treat with respect,
But just for this post and maybe the next,
I will not get rude nor crude or bizzare,
Wont say the word pussy, nor ask for your bra.

I wont put in things where I ask for a show,
Nor say "how about it lets have a quick go"
I'll try to refrain from all manner and bits,
Hell I wont even ask you to show me your tits!

No instead I'll just post some inane words of mine,
And try like the dickens to make it all rhyme,
Wow a hundred already, its only been days,
I'm addicted its true ---- to this lit'ery craze!!!!

Thanks for having me peoples

 

[father matthew]

In fear that their wits some fear they may lose
I see that our rhymers are turning to booze
while not myself of the alcohol sipping kind
In truth more like blotto and out of my mind

In case you're wondering what this rhyme's about
It's just a feeble excuse to toss something out
Sometimes I delude that men read my words
and take them as gospel no matter how absurd

a short apology to any I've misled
by suggesting that barley may help them in bed
while posting to the person below me game
I gave some advice which in truth is quite lame

In order to get over a lull in the sport
I planted advice of not much import
I do hope that no guys have stocked up their larder
in the vain hope that it will help them get harder

While I've not studied the subject in college
I must say that to the best of my knowledge
the only way barley can help make you frisky
is when it's distilled and served up as whiskey

 

[jussforfun]

Whiskey for friskey, oh my what a Crock
What of the chances of no hardened Cock!
The demeanor of mine when affected by booze,
Is to lay in my pants for an exteneded snooze.

Not all the time though, I'll make myself clear,
For I had a few times when I've thrown down a beer,
Then home to the lassies place lickety split,
And before she says uncle, I'm suckin her tit!

Now wine is the thing that affects me the most,
No sucking, nor licking will get it to boast,
Asleep in its bundle of warm underwear,
It stays a mite shrivelled not goin no where.

Ladies please dont think That I cant perform,
I'll stay with the best of em, so dont be forlorn,
If you've doubts bout my chance of keeping it firm,
Slip over to see me, I'll give you a turn

 

[Generally Bubba]

somethings in life we need
somethings grow like the weed
somethings get buried like the seed
somethings are unlikely indeed

 

[BellaBloodAngel]

It seems I come most when all are asleep
The lonliness is unsettling, I fear I will weep

Naw, I'm just kidding...I'm too cheerful to cry
please do forgive me for spouting a lie.

My rhymes as of late are not many at all
But I needed some way to keep this thread from it's fall

You see when I noticed it had hit page two
I knew then and there I had something to do

I thought and I typed and then I backspaced
I'm not overly creative tonight...slow, is my pace.

So I decided to start out with a bit that was sad
then I'd turn it round quickly and make it all glad

I'm not sure this post made much sense at all
But it served it's sole purpose...
Getting this thread back on the ball

 

[Arwen23]

My delightful Charmed1
My flirting is all in fun
I was running out of rhymes today
And Father Matthew happened upon my way
Though I admit his poetry's great
There is only one man for whom this lass waits
Minute by minute, hour upon hour
There is just one who posesses the power
To give me the attention I so desperately crave
His mere presence turns this strongwilled girl into a slave
So to my precious Arwen23, my heart belongs and I will always be ...his one and only...heart, mind, body and soul
He will always have this heart he so cleverly stole.

Sweet Bella

Im sorry I made you wait
Thoughts like that makes me blush
Hearing those words give me a rush
Ill make it sweeter after you take the bait

to Charmed1 I am just that
Bellas always mentioned you in a good light
Youve been a good friend to her at night
I am humbled but to my Bella I must get back

Our conversations have no set destination
My sweet Bella who I love to hold
day after day it never gets old
I hope it meets every expectation

Looks as if things are as they should
Grabs my Bella and turns off the light
Im going to get lucky tonight
Im not bad but DAMN YOUR GOOD!

 

[MercyMia]

Oh my how I feel the day is replete
To see all these rhymes rising up from the street!

We've rhymed about sex and getting frisky
We've muddled about over wine and whiskey

I wonder though why we rarely allude
To details of dinner and mouth-watering food

I'm a self-confessed junkie of gastronomic delights
I just draw the line when it comes to food fights

So let me post this desperate appeal
What did you eat at your favorite meal?

Recount all the courses, from soup to the nuts
Let's ignore the calories piling on our butts

Instead let's enjoy, recount and regale
And turn rhyming towards culinary tales!

 

[BellaBloodAngel]

My sweet Arwen, you've come at last
You have this girls heart beating fast
The words you've so cleverly spun
Has your sweet girl wanting to run
straight into your arms *eyes downcast*

When you hold me, my mind is at ease
My anxieties you gently appease
So hold me tight
Every single night
It's only you I'm aiming to please

Your lyrics were witty and keen
They made me blush ( you know what I mean? )

I'll talk to you soon
By the light of the moon
When we sleep we'll spoon
Sleep in til noon...


I'd best quit whilst I'm still ahead, it's time for me to head to bed *sends sweet dreams to all*

 

[de-valmont]

I stumble in , damn what was last night,
So much Pimms it was a fright!
And damn the hang over today
Is the worst so far for me this May.
I hope you're in a better state,
And remind me to make my drinking more sedate.

 

[Ginger_grl]

Well everyone popped in while I was asleep
Nice to meet Arden, Bella's interest will keep
So Mia you want us to discuss more on food
move away from subjects that are possibly rude
well I'm certainly game, there is much that excites me,
From mushrooms to chocolate and anything creamy
I adore the taste of garlic especially on bread
would hate it for breakfast when I'm just out of bed
I dont think there's much I dont like to masticate
from seafood to meat to anything vegitate
I know, I know, the last line was just terrible
But I couldn't get masticate to ryhme with vegetable
I think it's now time to quit this poor ryhming
let someone else have a turn at improving the timing

 

[de-valmont]

If food be it then food it shall be,
Food and wine and company,
We'll dine on truffles and deer under the moon,
Shall put our cholesterol right into gloom,
But who the hell is to deny
The sheer pleasure that our feast can supply.
So eat and drink be merry again!
Celebrate this wonder chaps and women!
And do not stop until your sated,
For at least one hunger shall be abated.
And when you lay stuffed to the gills,
Remember those indigestion pills.

 

[Ginger_grl]

If food be it then food it shall be,
Food and wine and company,
We'll dine on truffles and deer under the moon,
Shall put our cholesterol right into gloom,
But who the hell is to deny
The sheer pleasure that our feast can supply.
So eat and drink be merry again!
Celebrate this wonder chaps and women!
And do not stop until your sated,
For at least one hunger shall be abated.
And when you lay stuffed to the gills,
Remember those indigestion pills.

Ah Dev it's so good to see you back here
Strange that you never once mentioned a beer
But wine I enjoy a deep luscious red
just sometimes it's habit is to rush to my head
but food was requested and we must oblige
But I worry about cellulite at the back of my thighs
Right now I crave salt and vinegary chips
Or maybe I'll settle for tortilla's and dips
Oh the list is endless to excite my wee tum
soon there'll be no room for me and my bum

 

[de-valmont]

Ah Dev it's so good to see you back here
Strange that you never once mentioned a beer
But wine I enjoy a deep luscious red
just sometimes it's habit is to rush to my head
but food was requested and we must oblige
But I worry about cellulite at the back of my thighs
Right now I crave salt and vinegary chips
Or maybe I'll settle for tortilla's and dips
Oh the list is endless to excite my wee tum
soon there'll be no room for me and my bum

Well time indeed to hit the booze,
To quaff and drink and wash this feast
Down ones gullet while we schmooze.
To wine and dine till we become obese.
And louging whale-like on our chairs,
Can't see the sun for our derriers.

 

[Ginger_grl]

Well time indeed to hit the booze,
To quaff and drink and wash this feast
Down ones gullet while we schmooze.
To wine and dine till we become obese.
And louging whale-like on our chairs,
Can't see the sun for our derriers.

It's true I get fat just talking of cake
think of the havoc a few chips will make
I'm not being funny but leave out the burger
I suppose it's ok to eat with your lager
I'm partial to french food and do love some pasta
But I'll avoid dishes that claim to move faster

 

[de-valmont]

It's true I get fat just talking of cake
think of the havoc a few chips will make
I'm not being funny but leave out the burger
I suppose it's ok to eat with your lager
I'm partial to french food and do love some pasta
But I'll avoid dishes that claim to move faster

I guess I'm bless I can eat all day,
And not put on a single pound,
My body works the other way,
More like a rake than soft and round,
And I fear if I don't feat enough
I'll vanish in a perfumed puff...

 

[MercyMia]

I am much humbled by your valiant attempts
To rhyme about food based on my intents.
I've probably eaten enough for four
And I'm about to pass out on the floor.

Food to me is quite sexy, you know
It represents juices and life blood, although
To partake too much of gastric feasts
Soon transforms us into piglets, at least.

So let's move on to another topic.
Culture or weather? The arctic or tropic?
And what do you think of the Sars mess
Can mankind regroup, strengthen and address

The burden of a growing senior class
While young people appear fewer, oh dear and alas.
I'm feeling downmouthed and slightly depressed.
Perhaps I'll return to porkchops and watercress.

Carry on, rhymers
Please pay no heed
Mia keeps changing
Her mind about her needs.

It's good to have this thread to write to
About the tangle of thoughts and feelings anew.
Like Ginger before, I'll stop right here.
And maybe someone will bring me a beer.

 

[de-valmont]

Oh now the rhyming does get austere,
So I'll drop the jokes about ones rear,
And move on to this disease called SARS,
Which frankly reminds me the media are from Mars,
For although it's killed a few and spread wide,
It's hardly this unstoppable tide,
What is it now 500 dead?
This is a shame but why not instead,
Of scaring our world to snap descions,
From the reports on their televisions;
But rather bring the world together
To this and other diseases conquer.

For after all on every day, how many
Children, die from aids or malaria,
Choloera, Typhioid they are two a penny,
But do these ailments cause the paper
To erupt in warnings of doom and revelation.
No, for these evils are no new sensation.

 

[jussforfun]

The world is so full of diseases and dread,
Its amazing how we all survive,
Theres the SARS and Nile Virus, The worry of Aids,
Should we really be glad we're alive?

When you measure the worries against all the good,
I think that our chances are fair,
That we'll live to a hundred if thats what we want,
As for me I really dont care,

Cuz the life that I'm livin as I cruise along,
Is a life thats been wacky and fun,
And if I didnt wake from my evening sleep,
I'd be glad that I'd done what I'd Done.

There are choices we make as we tool down the road,
The rights and the wrongs will be there,
but as long as you live your life full to the brim,
When the end comes it really wont care.

The one thing in life that will scare me the most,
Is regret that I held back in life,
So I'll keep movin forward and give it my best,
Then at least I will know that I tried.