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A tearful eye I see
A sniffle I hear What is this? Could it be? The end of Elf Has come to be! But fear not my friends For Wild Magick Is just around the bend! And in the meantime Technology can keep us Close as close can be See you all on FB!
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Here it is May
We come together To celebrate Life, love, and laughter In the heat of the day We barter for this or that For needs or wants Or even memories As the sun goes down The air cools and the spirits rise The drums beat, and the feet dance We show the Gods and Goddesses Our gratitude for our many blessings Our bodies dance all night long Our souls sings til the sun rises As the sky becomes pink The earth becomes quiet As many feet find their way to their beds To rest and do it all again!
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The noodles
Squiggle and squirm Covered in olive oil Making them slick Watching them makes me think Of two lovers fucking Covered in babyoil Or something of similar slipperiness The lovers slipping and sliding Against each other Screwing each others brains out And the noises they would make! The noises, sighing and whispered words To grunting and groaning to growling and bellowing All in pleasure of course Til finally they scream as they cum and cum They cum so much it might as well be considered Oodles of cumming And there.. I am back to the noodles... The noodles for my dinner Plain ole boring noodles Unless you look at them just right. This poem is ode to a conversation that took place in chat.. I have reposted it here for the enjoyment of others
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The insanity of society
Drives one to the brink The brink of insanity A vicious circle We humans have created Like a snake feeding upon itself The poor get poorer The rich get richer And no one tries to change it My insanity is not Your insanity is not Their insanity neither It grows like a black mold Like roaches infesting everything Upon this earth of our making
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For a minute
You made me smile For a minute You made me laugh For that minute I was dizzy with infatuation For that minute I was filled with yearning Now that minute is gone And I know it is true love Now that minute is gone And I will cherish you always
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Do you remember
When you lost it Lost that precious innocence We all once had The innocence of childhood Believing in unicorns and dragons Believing in robots and aliens Believing tomorrow was another day for adventure Did you gently lose it over time? Was it ripped from you? Did you wake up one day Just to think that you weren't going to play anymore Lets go back to those days Of cowboys and indians Of princesses and knights on white horses Carefree days of our childhoods lost
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You put on a smiling face
And no one knows Of the Monster deep inside The Monster dying to get out To show the world who you truly are The not so sweet woman they think This Monster is not so bad She just wants to say What is truly on your mind She just wants to be released From these shackles of politeness Because sometimes being polite isn't helpful at all This Monster wants to be blunt This Monster wants to tell the truth This Monster wants to tell it as it is But polite society won't like that So this Monster stays locked away To be hidden til one day she escapes When this Monster escapes a rampage will ensue The truth will be cast about with no thought to whom might be hurt The bluntness will be used as weapon, and many will fall before it A Monster of societies making
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