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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Write me your best or your worst. I want to feel your love/hate tonight.
Caaaaaan you feel the love tonight? Love that song. Anyway hit me, fabbers. Hit me.  |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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A man we all know as the Pickle
Sought a woman he wanted to tickle
She was full of bants
When he took off his pants
As she teased him for being so lickle |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"A man we all know as the Pickle
Sought a woman he wanted to tickle
She was full of bants
When he took off his pants
As she teased him for being so lickle"
Also yes I have a small penis |
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By *eliWoman
over a year ago
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I wanted to write something melodramatic,
A tale of poor me, woe is me - yeah, anticlimactic.
But I fear if I do,
Folk might see through
The charmingly crafted charismatic.
(Please don't read too much into this, I'm just enjoying words) |
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"I wanted to write something melodramatic,
A tale of poor me, woe is me - yeah, anticlimactic.
But I fear if I do,
Folk might see through
The charmingly crafted charismatic.
(Please don't read too much into this, I'm just enjoying words)"
Cracking tits Meli 
Mr TMN |
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By *eliWoman
over a year ago
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"I wanted to write something melodramatic,
A tale of poor me, woe is me - yeah, anticlimactic.
But I fear if I do,
Folk might see through
The charmingly crafted charismatic.
(Please don't read too much into this, I'm just enjoying words)
Cracking tits Meli
Mr TMN "
Mr? Mr? Mr TMN?  That's my day made now. Look forward to the next blue moon when you make an appearance. |
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"I wanted to write something melodramatic,
A tale of poor me, woe is me - yeah, anticlimactic.
But I fear if I do,
Folk might see through
The charmingly crafted charismatic.
(Please don't read too much into this, I'm just enjoying words)
Cracking tits Meli
Mr TMN
Mr? Mr? Mr TMN? That's my day made now. Look forward to the next blue moon when you make an appearance."
I’d do you but I’m struggling to find words which rhyme with Meli 
Still Mr TMN |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Thanks judy its a goody
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By *eliWoman
over a year ago
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"Cracking tits Meli
Mr TMN
Mr? Mr? Mr TMN? That's my day made now. Look forward to the next blue moon when you make an appearance.
I’d do you but I’m struggling to find words which rhyme with Meli
Still Mr TMN "
I'd do you even without a rhyme.
Yay! I flirted. Wait.
Extra flirt on top. |
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"Cracking tits Meli
Mr TMN
Mr? Mr? Mr TMN? That's my day made now. Look forward to the next blue moon when you make an appearance.
I’d do you but I’m struggling to find words which rhyme with Meli
Still Mr TMN
I'd do you even without a rhyme.
Yay! I flirted. Wait.
Extra flirt on top."
We really should get a room
Mr TMN |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"^^ get a room you two,
Or if you can’t but you’re desperate,
Find a pub and do it in the loos
Like in the good old days.
10 out of 10 for the poetry
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Thanks. Yours isn’t bad either. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"I came across a thread on fab
That made me kind of sad
For weeks no response
Then sudden all at once
From a thread that was bare
Love was in the air "
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Now that’s what I can a poem. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"Am just a wee sparra,
Am froze tae the marra,
Am knackered and just aboot deid,
Av fuck all tae peck,
So gimme a brek,
And throw me a big dod of breid.
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I want you to read it for us |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"Am just a wee sparra,
Am froze tae the marra,
Am knackered and just aboot deid,
Av fuck all tae peck,
So gimme a brek,
And throw me a big dod of breid.
I want you to read it for us"
Try it in a Billy Connolly accent for full effect. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"I eat my peas with honey
I've done it all my life
It makes the peas taste funny
But it keeps them on the knife
Winston"
Brilliant as always Winston. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I'm a big fan. Emily Dickinson, Larkin, ee cummings and Spike Milligan. All the greats 
The spring is sprung
The grass is ris
I wonder where the birdies is
(Spike Milligan) |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Old mother Hubbard
She went to the cupboard
To get the postman a letter
But when she got there
The cupboard was bare
So they did it without, it was better.
Winston |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"I'm a big fan. Emily Dickinson, Larkin, ee cummings and Spike Milligan. All the greats
The spring is sprung
The grass is ris
I wonder where the birdies is
(Spike Milligan)"
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"OK then, I'll say a few words
About gross stuff like boogers and turds
Its just who I am, I'm grim, I'm crass
But there's no denying I have a great ass
Heee-haawwwwww
Yes, that's a donkey."
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I was going to write a poem
And I know they're supposed to rhyme
But I'm not very good with words
I know poems are supposed to have a cadence
But I don't know what that is
I think its safe to say
My poems going to be a bit shit
Winston
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By *lynJMan
over a year ago
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"I was going to write a poem
And I know they're supposed to rhyme
But I'm not very good with words
I know poems are supposed to have a cadence
But I don't know what that is
I think its safe to say
My poems going to be a bit shit
Winston
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A ctuall, I think that's a nice bit of free verse. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"I was going to write a poem
And I know they're supposed to rhyme
But I'm not very good with words
I know poems are supposed to have a cadence
But I don't know what that is
I think its safe to say
My poems going to be a bit shit
Winston
A ctuall, I think that's a nice bit of free verse."
I certainly wouldn't have the nerve to charge for it.
Winston |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I do like poetry, recently in particular I have taken more of an interest in it . Maybe I can post some if mine for constructive feedback and tips. It's just sexual so far but I have been thinking of doing just any poetry. Alot of people so far are not into it on regular forums so I am glad I found here to discuss, share and most importantly, learn. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"I do like poetry, recently in particular I have taken more of an interest in it . Maybe I can post some if mine for constructive feedback and tips. It's just sexual so far but I have been thinking of doing just any poetry. Alot of people so far are not into it on regular forums so I am glad I found here to discuss, share and most importantly, learn. "
I love reading poetry always! Wish I could see write it better than I do but it’s fun anyway. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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And idk this in the wrong poetry thread (some titles are similar 
But here goes, I’ll see if my delivery is better and I can project to the back this time *clears throat.
Roses are red. Violets are fine
I’ll be your 6
If you’ll be my nine.
Thank you *exits stage left. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"And idk this in the wrong poetry thread (some titles are similar
But here goes, I’ll see if my delivery is better and I can project to the back this time *clears throat.
Roses are red. Violets are fine
I’ll be your 6
If you’ll be my nine.
Thank you *exits stage left. "
Fucking love it.  |
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By *bi HaiveMan
over a year ago
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There was a young fab lass from Kirklees
Who spent half her life on her knees
Whenever she'd suck
She looked like a duck
As couldn't afford proper fillers so used bees.
She had a cut and paste message from a young man
And after seeing his knob next to a red bull can
She sent a reply
With a glint in her eye
Saying of pictures like that she was a fan
His phone pinged and to his inbox he ran
Thinking for all that spam he'd probably been given a ban
Everyone else had been declining
So his message he'd been refining
It now read "do you want to see some puppies, get in the van"
So they chatted and arranged to meet
Behind the bins at Lidl at the end of the street
If it didn't rain she'd be lucky
And her knees wouldn't get mucky
Whilst she was busy gobbling his meat
She tugged down his jeans behind the shop
And instantly her excitement did drop
His cock was that tiny
It made her so whiny
The bastard had used photoshop
So a lesson when first seeing a dick
Don't always believe what you see in a pic
What looks like it should be on a horse
Could be much smaller of course
And quite possibly the size of a toothpick
A
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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So, did you hear the one about Steve and his magic pickle?
To see some magic all you need do is give it a rub or a tickle,
Then open wide for a tipple
Of Steve’s special stuff.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Steve and his magic prickle,
He had a little magic tickle,
Which brought him to this fab ickle place
Where he may desire an orgasm on his face,
As he leaves a trace to share his love of this magic ickle space .
Newbie here, no hate i"m only sharing love |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"There was a young fab lass from Kirklees
Who spent half her life on her knees
Whenever she'd suck
She looked like a duck
As couldn't afford proper fillers so used bees.
She had a cut and paste message from a young man
And after seeing his knob next to a red bull can
She sent a reply
With a glint in her eye
Saying of pictures like that she was a fan
His phone pinged and to his inbox he ran
Thinking for all that spam he'd probably been given a ban
Everyone else had been declining
So his message he'd been refining
It now read "do you want to see some puppies, get in the van"
So they chatted and arranged to meet
Behind the bins at Lidl at the end of the street
If it didn't rain she'd be lucky
And her knees wouldn't get mucky
Whilst she was busy gobbling his meat
She tugged down his jeans behind the shop
And instantly her excitement did drop
His cock was that tiny
It made her so whiny
The bastard had used photoshop
So a lesson when first seeing a dick
Don't always believe what you see in a pic
What looks like it should be on a horse
Could be much smaller of course
And quite possibly the size of a toothpick
A
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This belongs in an a level English poetry anthology |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"I used to write loads and had several pieces printed, but not written any for ages. After a relationship break down, I just lost the knack.."
Get back into it! This is the place |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"I will take all the words
I will hide them from everyone
Till everything by magic, becomes a world of two worlds.
Where, we have no doubts, you are the one , yes you are the one "
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"Steve and his magic prickle,
He had a little magic tickle,
Which brought him to this fab ickle place
Where he may desire an orgasm on his face,
As he leaves a trace to share his love of this magic ickle space .
Newbie here, no hate i"m only sharing love "
I love this. Partly because I’ma narcissist . But also because I think it’s great |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I know im not a handsome guy
My mum said my face could make onions cry
Dad took me to the zoo, and a girl made a crack
How nice of that man to bring the monkey back.
Winston |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"Steve and his magic prickle,
He had a little magic tickle,
Which brought him to this fab ickle place
Where he may desire an orgasm on his face,
As he leaves a trace to share his love of this magic ickle space .
Newbie here, no hate i"m only sharing love
I love this. Partly because I’ma narcissist . But also because I think it’s great "
Ah thanks am only blabbing on really, a poet that doesn't know it , by "it" i mean poetry as a whole lol. I just know that I'm interested, that last but was supposed to be magic space without the ickle. Constructive feedback is always welcome please.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Well, I was comin' home late one dark afternoon
A reporter stopped me for a interview
She said she's heard stories and she's heard fables
That I'm vicious on the mic and the turntables
This young reporter, I did adore
So I rocked a vicious rhyme like I never did before
She said, "Damn, fly guy, I'm in love with you!
The Casanova legend must have been true!"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name Lois Lane
And you could be my boyfriend, you surely can
Just let me quit my boyfriend called Superman"
I said, "He's a fairy, I do suppose
Flyin' through the air in pantyhose
He may be very sexy or even cute
But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit"
I said, "You need a man who's got finesse
And his whole name across his chest
He may be able to fly all through the night
But can he rock a party 'til the early light?
He can't satisfy you with his little worm
But I can bust you out with my super sperm!"
#notmypoem
Winston |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I think about you all the time
Can’t wait until the day that I’m yours.
Be gentle with me, it’s my first and only time.
Hold me
in your arms. And don’t let go.
We were always meant to be, you and me.
This I know.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Fab love
Love is kind , love is blind,
Love may become silence when unexpressed may turn to violence,
Love is love , signifies a dove,
Love hurts unlike any other pain, the heart aches and breaks , then becomes someone else's to take,
Love is love, signifies a dove,
With all is heartache and confusion it's enough to give one a fusion,
Skipping beats amongst the heat ,
Love is love , signifies a dove,
Love is right, Love is light, love is fight; love is darkness into light, love is worth; love is hurt, love is accepting the durt.
In the name of loving poetry,the Fab unknown.
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By *rtyIanMan
over a year ago
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I AM ENOUGH
When you look in the mirror
The mirror of self-doubt
The reflection of you looking at me
You have that feeling of not being enough
Flawed by society the media your peer
You feel not worthy not fitting their design
They tell you that you need this and that to shine
When that reflection looks back at you
Tell it you love it that’s it the best you
Self-love we’re told is vanity and ego
Learn to love yourself as you love others
You’re worth it all and so much more
Love yourself to the core
If you can not love yourself with no fear
Then how can you love those you hold dear?
Forget the bullshit that you don’t fit
Ignore that blemish stray hair or zit
Society tells us how we should be
It’s bullshit and lies that feed wet eyes
Wipe those tears and say to yourself
I am enough for me and for you
The you is your inner self
Self-love self-care makes them be
The number one thing top priority
I AM ENOUGH |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"I AM ENOUGH
When you look in the mirror
The mirror of self-doubt
The reflection of you looking at me
You have that feeling of not being enough
Flawed by society the media your peer
You feel not worthy not fitting their design
They tell you that you need this and that to shine
When that reflection looks back at you
Tell it you love it that’s it the best you
Self-love we’re told is vanity and ego
Learn to love yourself as you love others
You’re worth it all and so much more
Love yourself to the core
If you can not love yourself with no fear
Then how can you love those you hold dear?
Forget the bullshit that you don’t fit
Ignore that blemish stray hair or zit
Society tells us how we should be
It’s bullshit and lies that feed wet eyes
Wipe those tears and say to yourself
I am enough for me and for you
The you is your inner self
Self-love self-care makes them be
The number one thing top priority
I AM ENOUGH"
I love this it's brilliant xx |
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"Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Thanks judy its a goody
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This was actually taken from Tennyson’s poem Ulysses.
It is really worth reading the full poem as it has some fantastic lines….
Off the top of my head…
“All experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untravelled world,
Who’s margins fade forever and forever as I move
How dull it is to pause, to rust unburnished and not to shine in use!
As tho’ to breath were life. Life piled on life
We’re all too little and of one to me, little remains
But every hour is saved from that eternal silence,
Something more,
A bringer of new things; and vile it were for some three suns to store and hoard myself
And this grey spirit yearning in desire to follow knowledge like a sinking star beyond the utmost bound of human thought”
I can’t remember if that is word for word??
Read the whole poem.. it is brilliant
Oh and there are some fantastic short poems which I love by A E Housman
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I run the risk of boring everyone to death by taking over this thread
But I love this poem by Housman:
I to perils
Of cheat and charmer
Came clad in armour
By stars benign.
Hope lies to mortals
And most believe her
But man’s deceiver
Was never mine.
The thoughts of others
We’re light and fleeting,
Of lovers meeting,
Or luck, or fame.
Mine were of trouble,
And mine were steady
So I was ready
When trouble came.
I can’t remember which collection that one is from?
I think it might be “More Poems” by A E Housman |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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There is a lady who is a fabswinger
I’d like her number so I could ring her
She’s got kissable lips
And gorgeous tits
“Lots of orgasms”, I want to bring her |
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"I eat my peas with honey
I've done it all my life
It makes the peas taste funny
But it keeps them on the knife
Winston
I didn’t see this first time round but it’s really made me laugh "
Is that one of spike milligans |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I can't remember much poetry, but I've always loved it. A few of Shakespeare's sonnets made an early impression. Larkin. Dickinson. Milligan. The classics. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"I can't remember much poetry, but I've always loved it. A few of Shakespeare's sonnets made an early impression. Larkin. Dickinson. Milligan. The classics. "
Christina Rossetti should be in that list too |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Love
Does it come from above
Or does it come from below
I don’t know
But it is definitely something we can all show
It also come with passion
Some say it’s a taste of fashion
All I know is
I taste before we smashing
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"I can't remember much poetry, but I've always loved it. A few of Shakespeare's sonnets made an early impression. Larkin. Dickinson. Milligan. The classics.
Christina Rossetti should be in that list too"
Quote me your fave Rossetti |
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Some Dylan Thomas ("To begin at the beginning: It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched, courters'-and-rabbits' wood limping invisible down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboatbobbing sea.", "Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.").
Omar Khayyam ("Wake! For the Sun, who scattered into flight The Stars before him from the Field of Night, Drives Night along with them from Heav'n and strikes The Sultán's Turret with a Shaft of Light.", "The Moving Finger writes, and, having writ, Moves on; nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.").
William Blake ("London. I wander thro' each charter'd street, Near where the charter'd Thames does flow, And mark in every face I meet, Marks of weakness, marks of woe").
Poe ("Quoth the Raven 'Nevermore.'").
Possibly my taste in poetry runs towards the gothic...
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This isn't mine but:
Carnation Milk, the best in the land,
Here I sit with a can in my hand.
No tits to pull, no hay to pitch,
You just punch a hole in the son of a bitch! |
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"Some Dylan Thomas ("To begin at the beginning: It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched, courters'-and-rabbits' wood limping invisible down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboatbobbing sea.", "Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.").
Omar Khayyam ("Wake! For the Sun, who scattered into flight The Stars before him from the Field of Night, Drives Night along with them from Heav'n and strikes The Sultán's Turret with a Shaft of Light.", "The Moving Finger writes, and, having writ, Moves on; nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.").
William Blake ("London. I wander thro' each charter'd street, Near where the charter'd Thames does flow, And mark in every face I meet, Marks of weakness, marks of woe").
Poe ("Quoth the Raven 'Nevermore.'").
Possibly my taste in poetry runs towards the gothic...
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Noooo why would you say that? |
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"I can't remember much poetry, but I've always loved it. A few of Shakespeare's sonnets made an early impression. Larkin. Dickinson. Milligan. The classics.
Christina Rossetti should be in that list too
Quote me your fave Rossetti "
In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow |
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