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Poetry competition CLOSED 23rd January 2020 9:00pm
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
RUNNER-UP:
Benzy_420
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Oops!... I Lid It Again
Anonymous
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THE LID O’DEATH
(or La Petite Mort / Le Pot d’Amour)
I cannot wait
To pop you off
I thought under
Immaculate strain
Muscles bulging
So tightly screwed
The thinnest membrane
Sealing me from
All that wild
Orchid honey
I cannot wait
To pop you off
I thought under
Immaculate strain
Muscles bulging
So tightly screwed
The thinnest membrane
Sealing me from
All that wild
Orchid honey
Written by SatInUGal
(Kumar)
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Author's note: I like to think this was written by Winnie the Pooh
French translations:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_petite_mort
Le pot d'amour: literally "the jar of love"
Anonymous
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LIDERAL ECSTASY
Turned on by tight screw
One hard tool tap to get off
Open up baby
One hard tool tap to get off
Open up baby
Written by Gahddess_Worship
(Osomajestuoso)
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My Dirty LIDdle Secret
The stars provide the only light
Ajar: the door where my secrets hide
I twist from left to right to see if eyes are prying
That transparent body, leaves none to the imagination
Trembling hands receive their prize
How it feels to hold you again, it's been too long
Against my lips, you're held, anticipation building
Screw it, I MUST remove your top
The aroma, the scent, the fragrance you will soon bestow upon my senses
I salivate, the thought of tasting what you hold for me
"Mine, at last" I think, excited and aroused
Fingers wrap tightly
I feel the rush of blood, tingling through my body
A relief lies in wait
And just
like
that
***POP***
I soggy my fingers to feel the flesh inside
I sure do love them pickles
Ajar: the door where my secrets hide
I twist from left to right to see if eyes are prying
That transparent body, leaves none to the imagination
Trembling hands receive their prize
How it feels to hold you again, it's been too long
Against my lips, you're held, anticipation building
Screw it, I MUST remove your top
The aroma, the scent, the fragrance you will soon bestow upon my senses
I salivate, the thought of tasting what you hold for me
"Mine, at last" I think, excited and aroused
Fingers wrap tightly
I feel the rush of blood, tingling through my body
A relief lies in wait
And just
like
that
***POP***
I soggy my fingers to feel the flesh inside
I sure do love them pickles
Written by Benzy_420
(BTheW)
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Anonymous
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Get This Bitch Off
First I try with my left hand,
Then I try with my right,
But I can’t seem to do it,
It’s so hard and ooh so tight.
I trace my fingers around the rim,
For a little examination,
Using more strength with my palm,
It only adds to my frustration.
I’m going to use two hands on this bitch!
My digits are rigid livid on the top,
My muscles strain and my veins bulge,
But I want to hear this motherfucker pop!
My palms are red, my blood is hot,
But I’m going to find the spot,
I take a deep breath and try again
Then I give it all I got.
I become determined and driven,
Although it all may be a little bizarre,
But I finally get this bitch off,
And that’s how I take the lid off a jar.
Written by wallyroo92
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