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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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We all know a young lady named cheeky
Who one day was feeling quite peaky,
Not feeling quite right,
I gave her a fright,
When i rolled over and chirped "morning cheeky!"  |
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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago
Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound |
Does his name tell us all?
Philanderer, playboy, rake, roué, ladies' man.
Is he really degenerate, p igate, wanton lecherous womaniser?
Does hedonist, sensual and voluptuous seduction drive his life?
A freethinker, fornicating with frolicsome females?
Maybe, but only when he can be bothered to get out of bed.
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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago
Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound |
"Does his name tell us all?
Philanderer, playboy, rake, roué, ladies' man.
Is he really degenerate, pigate,* wanton lecherous womaniser?
Does hedonist, sensual and voluptuous seduction drive his life?
A freethinker, fornicating with frolicsome females?
Maybe, but only when he can be bothered to get out of bed.
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* Please note: the word was p r o f l i g a t e but Fab added a smiley.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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There was a lady called miss cheeky
Who once in bed got all kinda freaky,
Famed for her chops,
But more so when she's on top,
A night with her will leave you wheezy |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I once met a girl called Cheeky,
She said I infuriate her and make her mad,
Cheeky wanted to cut off my winky,
Which would probably have made me sad.
Boom!!!!
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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There was an old man Ryan dear,
Who hides in bushes to leer.
He likes to stuff his face
So that nothing goes to waste,
So come let me sit on your face
Ryan dear
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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago
Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound |
As hard as I try
Her name is conundrum.
Large, bovine eyes
With that look of contentment.
Never stupid, slow, stolid or witless.
Yet daft, dozy and even capricious may apply.
Dour, sour, doleful and dismal she is not
Influence and strange power he has got.
Mercurial, erratic, impulsive change
Our cheerful, happy maid cocks up.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I once crossed paths with an eloquent man,
His name, I believe, was _scotsman.
His language was limited,
He seemed pretty restricted,
To use only words that rhymed with cunt.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"There was a sweet girl called Lucy
Whos dad Ian beale was a pussy
She was murdered one day
coming home with her pay
The Main suspect is Chris akabusi  "
Was she on Fab...damn i'll never get the chance to fuck her now!   |
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By *isscheekychops OP Woman
over a year ago
The land of grey peas and bacon |
"There was a sweet girl called Lucy
Whos dad Ian beale was a pussy
She was murdered one day
coming home with her pay
The Main suspect is Chris akabusi "
Let's just keep to the topic and not make random poems up about soap characters  |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"There was a sweet girl called Lucy
Whos dad Ian beale was a pussy
She was murdered one day
coming home with her pay
The Main suspect is Chris akabusi
Let's just keep to the topic and not make random poems up about soap characters "
That was his best poem to date! Haha |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"Does his name tell us all?
Philanderer, playboy, rake, roué, ladies' man.
Is he really degenerate, pigate, wanton lecherous womaniser?
Does hedonist, sensual and voluptuous seduction drive his life?
A freethinker, fornicating with frolicsome females?
Maybe, but only when he can be bothered to get out of bed.
"
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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There was a sexy fabster MissMav,
who invited me into her bath,
there was no sign of trouble,
till she farted then bubbles,
but we both had a shag and a laugh! |
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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago
Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound |
"Does his name tell us all?
Philanderer, playboy, rake, roué, ladies' man.
Is he really degenerate, pigate, wanton lecherous womaniser?
Does hedonist, sensual and voluptuous seduction drive his life?
A freethinker, fornicating with frolicsome females?
Maybe, but only when he can be bothered to get out of bed.
"
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Ah cheeky cheeky cheeky cheeky chops
i apologise for all my rhyming flops
as a child i sense you were quite wild
sneaking away drinking yards of mild
One thing miss cheeky cheeky chops
Most folk here reckon you're tops
i think they're right so just for1night
think of my face when you next take a
Walk ? |
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By *isscheekychops OP Woman
over a year ago
The land of grey peas and bacon |
"Ah cheeky cheeky cheeky cheeky chops
i apologise for all my rhyming flops
as a child i sense you were quite wild
sneaking away drinking yards of mild
One thing miss cheeky cheeky chops
Most folk here reckon you're tops
i think they're right so just for1night
think of my face when you next take a
Walk ? "
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By *igeiaWoman
over a year ago
Bristol |
A troublesome creature
His wit's his best feature
She says she's not meeting; he knows how to reach her
The ranting so charming
The smile so disarming
And yet it seems natural with no need for smarming
By L 37 and 3/4 |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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There was a deviant man from Scotland,
Who seemed to have a wandering hand.
His poems were witty,
But would he have a big willy,
A guess he's too far to ever know! |
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By *Ryan-Man
over a year ago
In Your Bush |
"There was an old man Ryan dear,
Who hides in bushes to leer.
He likes to stuff his face
So that nothing goes to waste,
So come let me sit on your face
Ryan dear
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Best offer I've had all week |
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"There was a deviant man from Scotland,
Who seemed to have a wandering hand.
His poems were witty,
But would he have a big willy,
A guess he's too far to ever know! "
. . . .
Your poems they dont seem to rhyme
but that to me is not your crime
your guessing game about my Willy
Thats the crime,its huge your silly.  |
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By *igeiaWoman
over a year ago
Bristol |
Once upon a lunchtime rainy, while I wandered thinking brainy,
Over many a faint and spurious picture of attractive men,
While I plodded, barely blinking, intellect all sore from thinking,
Came a thought of how I should be, would be such a wanton whore.
"'Tis some fantasty," I fluttered, "could not be a wanton whore -
Good girl me, and nothing more."
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"Once upon a lunchtime rainy, while I wandered thinking brainy,
Over many a faint and spurious picture of attractive men,
While I plodded, barely blinking, intellect all sore from thinking,
Came a thought of how I should be, would be such a wanton whore.
"'Tis some fantasty," I fluttered, "could not be a wanton whore -
Good girl me, and nothing more."
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That's a yes from Amanda, David and Simon.
You are through to the next round!! |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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My life was once so full of riches,
Until I was hexed, by the Fab Forum witches.
Tormented with dreams of breezeblock castration,
Followed swiftly by lawnmower depilation.
Then lured to the lair of this devilish coven,
By the nordic beauty of the Danish siren.
You may ask: "Who are diabolic three?"
It's Femme and Diamond and their young sister Cheeky
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"My life was once so full of riches,
Until I was hexed, by the Fab Forum witches.
Tormented with dreams of breezeblock castration,
Followed swiftly by lawnmower depilation.
Then lured to the lair of this devilish coven,
By the nordic beauty of the Danish siren.
You may ask: "Who are diabolic three?"
It's Femme and Diamond and their young sister Cheeky
"
I should have said nothing.
My plight is now worse.
I've been threatened by Diamond
With another curse.
For such treacherous writing
As I wrote this ode.
With cauldron boiling, she's turned me into a toad |
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"My life was once so full of riches,
Until I was hexed, by the Fab Forum witches.
Tormented with dreams of breezeblock castration,
Followed swiftly by lawnmower depilation.
Then lured to the lair of this devilish coven,
By the nordic beauty of the Danish siren.
You may ask: "Who are diabolic three?"
It's Femme and Diamond and their young sister Cheeky
I should have said nothing.
My plight is now worse.
I've been threatened by Diamond
With another curse.
For such treacherous writing
As I wrote this ode.
With cauldron boiling, she's turned me into a toad "
I will get you lol
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By *isscheekychops OP Woman
over a year ago
The land of grey peas and bacon |
"My life was once so full of riches,
Until I was hexed, by the Fab Forum witches.
Tormented with dreams of breezeblock castration,
Followed swiftly by lawnmower depilation.
Then lured to the lair of this devilish coven,
By the nordic beauty of the Danish siren.
You may ask: "Who are diabolic three?"
It's Femme and Diamond and their young sister Cheeky
"
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"My life was once so full of riches,
Until I was hexed, by the Fab Forum witches.
Tormented with dreams of breezeblock castration,
Followed swiftly by lawnmower depilation.
Then lured to the lair of this devilish coven,
By the nordic beauty of the Danish siren.
You may ask: "Who are diabolic three?"
It's Femme and Diamond and their young sister Cheeky
I should have said nothing.
My plight is now worse.
I've been threatened by Diamond
With another curse.
For such treacherous writing
As I wrote this ode.
With cauldron boiling, she's turned me into a toad "
Who will help this poor toad
With his troubles.
As that witch chants again,
As her potion bubbles.
To find out the truth of who
My fab princess is,
She's made me drink stale cock snot mixed with fresh jizz.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"My life was once so full of riches,
Until I was hexed, by the Fab Forum witches.
Tormented with dreams of breezeblock castration,
Followed swiftly by lawnmower depilation.
Then lured to the lair of this devilish coven,
By the nordic beauty of the Danish siren.
You may ask: "Who are diabolic three?"
It's Femme and Diamond and their young sister Cheeky
I should have said nothing.
My plight is now worse.
I've been threatened by Diamond
With another curse.
For such treacherous writing
As I wrote this ode.
With cauldron boiling, she's turned me into a toad
Who will help this poor toad
With his troubles.
As that witch chants again,
As her potion bubbles.
To find out the truth of who
My fab princess is,
She's made me drink stale cock snot mixed with fresh jizz.
"
I have not caved,
despite heaving my guts.
She's now caged my cock and strangled my nuts.
And to torture me further
she now threatens my arse
dry style,
Magic wand in a harness.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"There was a young lady called Cute,
It was true she was a beaut,
She had fabtastic boobies,
but wasn't rude to newbies,
and was a sucker for a man in a suit
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yay i got a apoem, thank you Tina, i love it xx
can i pinch it and use it on my profile? |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"My life was once so full of riches,
Until I was hexed, by the Fab Forum witches.
Tormented with dreams of breezeblock castration,
Followed swiftly by lawnmower depilation.
Then lured to the lair of this devilish coven,
By the nordic beauty of the Danish siren.
You may ask: "Who are the diabolical three?"
It's Femme and Diamond and their young sister, Cheeky.
I should have said nothing.
My plight is now worse.
I've been threatened by Diamond
With another curse.
For such treacherous writing,
As I wrote this ode.
With cauldron boiling, she's turned me into a toad
Who will help this poor toad
With his troubles.
As that witch chants again,
As her potion bubbles.
To find out the truth of who
My fab princess is,
She's made me drink stale cock snot,
mixed with fresh jizz.
I have not caved,
despite heaving my guts.
She's now caged my cock and strangled my nuts.
And to torture me further,
she now threatens my arse
dry style,
Magic wand in a harness.
"
My mind is now filled with gruesome horror,
As the fire's flames grow hotter and hotter.
She reverses the toad spell and rips the shirt off my back.
Her cauldron now full with molten wax.
She tears up strips of muslin and silk.
Ties me up to a tree trunk and pull out a whip.
What deviant thoughts run through this sorceress's brain,
As she whips off my jeans and puts my ankles in chain.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"My life was once so full of riches,
Until I was hexed, by the Fab Forum witches.
Tormented with dreams of breezeblock castration,
Followed swiftly by lawnmower depilation.
Then lured to the lair of this devilish coven,
By the nordic beauty of the Danish siren.
You may ask: "Who are the diabolical three?"
It's Femme and Diamond and their young sister, Cheeky.
I should have said nothing.
My plight is now worse.
I've been threatened by Diamond
With another curse.
For such treacherous writing,
As I wrote this ode.
With cauldron boiling, she's turned me into a toad
Who will help this poor toad
With his troubles.
As that witch chants again,
As her potion bubbles.
To find out the truth of who
My fab princess is,
She's made me drink stale cock snot,
mixed with fresh jizz.
I have not caved,
despite heaving my guts.
She's now caged my cock and strangled my nuts.
And to torture me further,
she now threatens my arse
dry style,
Magic wand in a harness.
My mind is now filled with gruesome horror,
As the fire's flames grow hotter and hotter.
She reverses the toad spell and rips the shirt off my back.
Her cauldron now full with molten wax.
She tears up strips of muslin and silk.
Ties me up to a tree trunk and pull out a whip.
What deviant thoughts run through this sorceress's brain,
As she whips off my jeans and puts my ankles in chain.
"
And now Diamond's been joined by the malificent Femme,
My body will never be the same again.
They hoist up the cauldron cov'ring me in molten wax,
Before they both administer a back, sack and crack.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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That woman dressed to idolise my perfect intention
the fondness I get when her smile gets my attention
I freeze, while smelling her sensual scent
holding back my instincts, as If their stuck in cement
her hands touching, feeling my body
just me and her, my eyes are locked on her body
the passion starts to begin
I think it's time to relax, and enjoy her perfect skin
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I opened Tosh's cafe
I did it for a laugh
And needed a way to get the food around
I needed someone to serve it
So got Missmo and Welsh Rarebit
Within 2 weeks they closed the f..ker down |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"My life was once so full of riches,
Until I was hexed, by the Fab Forum witches.
Tormented with dreams of breezeblock castration,
Followed swiftly by lawnmower depilation.
Then lured to the lair of this devilish coven,
By the nordic beauty of the Danish siren.
You may ask: "Who are the diabolical three?"
It's Femme and Diamond and their young sister, Cheeky.
I should have said nothing.
My plight is now worse.
I've been threatened by Diamond
With another curse.
For such treacherous writing,
As I wrote this ode.
With cauldron boiling, she's turned me into a toad
Who will help this poor toad
With his troubles.
As that witch chants again,
As her potion bubbles.
To find out the truth of who
My fab princess is,
She's made me drink stale cock snot,
mixed with fresh jizz.
I have not caved,
despite heaving my guts.
She's now caged my cock and strangled my nuts.
And to torture me further,
she now threatens my arse
dry style,
Magic wand in a harness.
My mind is now filled with gruesome horror,
As the fire's flames grow hotter and hotter.
She reverses the toad spell and rips the shirt off my back.
Her cauldron now full with molten wax.
She tears up strips of muslin and silk.
Ties me up to a tree trunk and pull out a whip.
What deviant thoughts run through this sorceress's brain,
As she whips off my jeans and puts my ankles in chain.
And now Diamond's been joined by the malificent Femme,
My body will never be the same again.
They hoist up the cauldron cov'ring me in molten wax,
Before they both administer a back, sack and crack.
"
Amid the shouts and screams of pain,
An image is now on my memory ingrained.
As they pulled the waxed muslin
From my balls and arse crack,
They tore the hair brutally from my sensitive ball sack.
Then looking up in the mirror I saw it,
My hairy scrotum splayed like a roadkilled rabbit.
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