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By *ACOLCouple 30 weeks ago
limerick |
"Long and thin
Goes too far in-
Short and thick
Does the trick!!
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Ha!!!
But since you asked so nicely, here is a piece of my favourite poem.
"They will come back - come back again, as long as the red Earth rolls.
He never wasted a leaf or a tree. Do you think He would squander souls?".
Lina. |
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"My cock is as hard as a rock.
I hope it wont give you a shock.
But once it's inside
You'll enjoy the ride.
But you can't...... cause you have me on block."
I'd nearly unblock you for that... Nearly  |
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By (user no longer on site) 30 weeks ago
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"The boy stood on the burning dick
Eating red hot scallops
One fell down his trousers
And burnt him on the ankle  "
That obviously should be deck..not dick.  |
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He let her lay down
Then he picked up an iced rose
He used it to tickle her fancy
From her head to her toes
After he traced every curve
He could see she was climaxing
Breathing heavily and clutching the throw
She was far from relaxing
He fed on her enthusiasm
And teased her nipples with a piece of ice
They stood to attention very quickly
They didn't take much to entice
He moved the ice down
To the place she most desired him to touch
He used his tongue in ways she'd never felt
Nearly becoming too much
She moaned in ecstasy arching her back
Begging him to enter her now
He entered her gently and pushed
As deep as she would allow
Together they made love on the floor
Moaning in all delight
Sweat dripping from both of them
They continued deep into the night
She fulfilled his every desire
And made him imagine a lot more
He fulfilled her every desire
And taught her to explore.
Xx |
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Violets are blue
Roses are red
Take off your clothes
And take me to bed
You are such a sexy person
I want to take you home
There's so much I'd like to do to you
If we were on our own
I'd kiss you all over
Run my fingers through your hair
And using nothing but my teeth
Tear off your underwear
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"The boy stood on the burning dick
Eating red hot scallops
One fell down his trousers
And burnt him on the ankle
That obviously should be deck..not dick. "
This being the site it is, I presumed that was intentional |
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You look handsome, you look sweet
Sit down over there, take a seat
Tonight we have some games to play
What happens next you have no say
It's my turn, you are my guest
You get naked and guess the rest
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By *panishRebelMan 30 weeks ago
Alicante Spain, and Cork City Ireland |
"I'll love you for every day of my life
I love you around the clock
I love your body, mind and soul
And not just your massive ......  "
COCK a doodle doooo!
How are you?
Are you ready for your squeak
To be tweaked by my beak? |
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The serious one:
Ensanguining the skies,
How heavily it dies
into the west, away.
Past hope and sight and sound
Not further to be found
Hope hopeless underground
Falls the remorseful day
The not so serious one:
Once, upon an ass cheek dearly
While I dripped my load, quite weary
Having spent a lovely hour or more
Suddenly, there came a moaning
As of someone sexy groaning
As a woman gently intoning
Well now, that was quite sore... |
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By *panishRebelMan 30 weeks ago
Alicante Spain, and Cork City Ireland |
"Like a thirsty man in a desert
I lapped from her soul
Now she tells me 
Maybe I should use a bowl "
I like that ....
......
Like a dog on four
Tongue swinging
Spread on the floor
Her bowl sipping |
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Once, upon an ass cheek dearly
While I dripped my load, quite weary
Having spent a lovely hour or more
Suddenly, there came a moaning
As of someone sexy groaning
As a woman gently intoning
"Well now, that was quite sore"
"Twas the tip" said I, "and nothing more, knocking at your chamber door"
Quothe I
"If you don't like it, there's the door"
Oh distinctly I remember
It was a bleak December
And the condoms from my member
Wrought their ghost upon the floor
Eagerly, i wished the morrow
As my heart was full of awkward sorrow
For the woman who had sought to borrow
From suggestive books of sexual lore
Quoth I
"If you don't like it, there's the door"
And the silken, sad, uncertain
Clenching of her booty hurtin
After merely the tip insertin
Insertin in her chamber door
"You asked!" I said, "twas in your book"
But she gave me such a dirty look
And looked at my dick, most fearful shook
Shook down to get chamber door
Quoth I
"If you don't like it, there's the door"
Presently my soul grew stronger,
Hesitating then no longer
"Look" said I, "Madam
Truly your forgiveness I implore
But the fact is I was napping
And you tried to get me fapping
And you bent over unstrapping
With your book of awful pervert lore
Quoth I
"If you don't like it, there's the door"
And the woman still is sitting
Still is sitting, never flitting
From the bedsheets which are dripping right down onto the stony floor
And her eyes have all the seeming
Of a demon that is dreaming
And my dick over her creaming
Having tested out her chamber door
"Twas fun" I cried, "and nothing more, but now please madam I implore"
Quoth I
"If you don't like it, there's the door"
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"Once, upon an ass cheek dearly
While I dripped my load, quite weary
Having spent a lovely hour or more
Suddenly, there came a moaning
As of someone sexy groaning
As a woman gently intoning
"Well now, that was quite sore"
"Twas the tip" said I, "and nothing more, knocking at your chamber door"
Quothe I
"If you don't like it, there's the door"
Oh distinctly I remember
It was a bleak December
And the condoms from my member
Wrought their ghost upon the floor
Eagerly, i wished the morrow
As my heart was full of awkward sorrow
For the woman who had sought to borrow
From suggestive books of sexual lore
Quoth I
"If you don't like it, there's the door"
And the silken, sad, uncertain
Clenching of her booty hurtin
After merely the tip insertin
Insertin in her chamber door
"You asked!" I said, "twas in your book"
But she gave me such a dirty look
And looked at my dick, most fearful shook
Shook down to get chamber door
Quoth I
"If you don't like it, there's the door"
Presently my soul grew stronger,
Hesitating then no longer
"Look" said I, "Madam
Truly your forgiveness I implore
But the fact is I was napping
And you tried to get me fapping
And you bent over unstrapping
With your book of awful pervert lore
Quoth I
"If you don't like it, there's the door"
And the woman still is sitting
Still is sitting, never flitting
From the bedsheets which are dripping right down onto the stony floor
And her eyes have all the seeming
Of a demon that is dreaming
And my dick over her creaming
Having tested out her chamber door
"Twas fun" I cried, "and nothing more, but now please madam I implore"
Quoth I
"If you don't like it, there's the door"
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Quiet day there?
Very amusing |
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An Ode to Fab Socials
In a room of laughter and twisting lights,
I moved alone, a silent satellite.
No kisses shared, no hands entwined,
Just my own company, a quiet find.
As the night waned, I slipped away,
A lone star fading in the Liffey gray.
No regrets, no tears, just memories worn,
For sometimes solitude is where strength is grown. |
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"An Ode to Fab Socials
In a room of laughter and twisting lights,
I moved alone, a silent satellite.
No kisses shared, no hands entwined,
Just my own company, a quiet find.
As the night waned, I slipped away,
A lone star fading in the Liffey gray.
No regrets, no tears, just memories worn,
For sometimes solitude is where strength is grown. "
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Ode to a fab hike.
Friendly chat and stories told in warm summer sunshine glow.
Stunning views of nature's bounty through windows open to a world of wonder.
Tired limbs and pounding hearts.
Memories made and friendships formed.
A welcome coffee, chat and cake.
There should always be cake... |
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I wandered lonely as a dog
That chases sheep across a bog.
When all at once I saw a cat.
I really wasn't expecting that.
The cat it meowed with great disdain
To see me limping, in some pain.
It seemed to think my rhyme was farce
And so I kicked it up the arse.
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©Michael McCarthy 2024
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By *og-ManMan 28 weeks ago
somewhere |
"I wandered lonely as a dog
That chases sheep across a bog.
When all at once I saw a cat.
I really wasn't expecting that.
The cat it meowed with great disdain
To see me limping, in some pain.
It seemed to think my rhyme was farce
And so I kicked it up the arse.
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©Michael McCarthy 2024
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This should be on the leaving cert Mick |
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"I wandered lonely as a dog
That chases sheep across a bog.
When all at once I saw a cat.
I really wasn't expecting that.
The cat it meowed with great disdain
To see me limping, in some pain.
It seemed to think my rhyme was farce
And so I kicked it up the arse.
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©Michael McCarthy 2024
This should be on the leaving cert Mick "
I have a meet, sorry, I mean meeting, with Norma Foley tomorrow. |
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By *panishRebelMan 28 weeks ago
Alicante Spain, and Cork City Ireland |
""Here I sit and hesitate, should I shit or masturbate?" - Unknown philosophers writing on a bathroom wall
Here I sit broken hearted, paid a penny and only farted. "
Loads of shakespeare versions of this....I remember from toilets during school days.
Here I sit,
There's is no paper
Fuck it all
I'll use my finger
Being one that sticks in mind. |
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By *astelloWoman 28 weeks ago
Far far away |
I wandered lonely as a cloud,
When all at once l saw a crowd,
A host of golden bronzed swingers,
Down below, in the vales and hills.
I lit the sky with Northern lights,
To show how happy l was, with such delights,
Lonely no more.
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""Here I sit and hesitate, should I shit or masturbate?" - Unknown philosophers writing on a bathroom wall
Here I sit broken hearted, paid a penny and only farted.
Loads of shakespeare versions of this....I remember from toilets during school days.
Here I sit,
There's is no paper
Fuck it all
I'll use my finger
Being one that sticks in mind."
It probably stuck to your finger as well |
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By *panishRebelMan 28 weeks ago
Alicante Spain, and Cork City Ireland |
""Here I sit and hesitate, should I shit or masturbate?" - Unknown philosophers writing on a bathroom wall
Here I sit broken hearted, paid a penny and only farted.
Loads of shakespeare versions of this....I remember from toilets during school days.
Here I sit,
There's is no paper
Fuck it all
I'll use my finger
Being one that sticks in mind.
It probably stuck to your finger as well "
Then to top it all
Wash it in a tap |
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