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Drink
A little
Drink a lot
An old drunk sailor
Can still tie his knots


poet Anonymous

Secret
cove entered
his dingy launched
gliding into safe port
she  pulled hard his oar

poet Anonymous

Soiled
and muddy
his washing begun
she cleaned his weapon
and off went his gun




poet Anonymous

Squirrels
chatter mockingly
sitting in trees
plotting to steal nuts
swinging innocently in the breeze

Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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stop
the swinging
he told her
you cant go from
John to Joe and back

poet Anonymous

Hands
slippery vines
frenzied Tarzan yell
echoed through the forest
marking his 40 foot decent

poet Anonymous

Echoed
voices in
The night, he
tried to calm her
with his charm and delight

Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 16209

he
screamed as
he flew into
the stars when he
fell his heart beat hard

poet Anonymous

The
falling wasn't
the hard part
it was more the
sudden ending than the start

poet Anonymous

Falling
in Love
Is very Good
But a Happy ending
is not always under stood

poet Anonymous

Words
made up
or real deal
either ones work but
made up ones are best

poet Anonymous

Tyrant
of words
makes them up
gets all the ladies
by just flirping his durple

poet Anonymous

My
durple appreciates
all the flirping
and will continue getting
as long as it's working

poet Anonymous

Ladies
know when
a guy's flirping
upon his big ogant
she will always be slurping

poet Anonymous

elegant
she was
full of grace
her only flaw exposed
when sitting upon his face

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