Poetry competition CLOSED 10th December 2017 8:35pm
WINNER
wallyroo92
wallyroo92
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let's have fun with women
Poetry Contest Description
and fill them up with our . . .
no prostitution (unless you explicitly cite a setting of legal prostitution like some rural counties within the state of Nevada or etc,) immorality, misogyny, or non-fiction (but can be a fiction that's based on your non-fiction.)
inspiration: https://twitter.com/redCanine3669
(Do not use the articles)
previous contest:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/9993/
inspiration: https://twitter.com/redCanine3669
(Do not use the articles)
previous contest:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/9993/
Anonymous
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Slim Fits
You know I’ve caught you peeking,
Just like you’ve caught me too,
But it’s just something about it,
It’s just much hotter when you do.
And I know that my dress slacks,
Get your imagination going,
And it’s ok that you were staring,
As long as you don’t get me growing.
“Oh those pants are indecent”
No, they’re just the latest fashion,
But these slim fits gives a little more,
For your viewing pleasure and passion.
You know I’ve caught you peeking,
Just like you’ve caught me too,
But it’s just something about it,
It’s just much hotter when you do.
And I know that my dress slacks,
Get your imagination going,
And it’s ok that you were staring,
As long as you don’t get me growing.
“Oh those pants are indecent”
No, they’re just the latest fashion,
But these slim fits gives a little more,
For your viewing pleasure and passion.
I Want a Pink Silicone Stick...
Alone in my room...
Hands inside clam-diggers
Behind locked doors
I used to fulfill
a ecstasy of satisfaction
luxuriate in touch of softness
buxom of juicy down under
Through dampened cloth
It leaked of needs
I revealed and pulled
exposed of its flesh
took in every sensation
the sight of lust
glistening pink
wet...
I used a single tool
with attachments of five
it danced and swirled inside the depth
one...two...three...four...
A while of continuation
repetition in same sessions
Simultaneous stimulation sense a craze
using my own fingers
to appease the hunger
But the queen of greed yearns for more...
The hole invites further destruction
Her honey pot cries for the dew...
a single pink silicone stick might just do the trick!
Hands inside clam-diggers
Behind locked doors
I used to fulfill
a ecstasy of satisfaction
luxuriate in touch of softness
buxom of juicy down under
Through dampened cloth
It leaked of needs
I revealed and pulled
exposed of its flesh
took in every sensation
the sight of lust
glistening pink
wet...
I used a single tool
with attachments of five
it danced and swirled inside the depth
one...two...three...four...
A while of continuation
repetition in same sessions
Simultaneous stimulation sense a craze
using my own fingers
to appease the hunger
But the queen of greed yearns for more...
The hole invites further destruction
Her honey pot cries for the dew...
a single pink silicone stick might just do the trick!
Written by SourMelon0313
(H)
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Anonymous
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Giving Pause(es)
Behind my left ear;
stick & poke glyphs
nerdy
pierced with little
hints
befitting this notion;
A nominal nymph
Knockoff Doc's
with less sole
troll
Footprinting - strolling
fanning your fancies
Maybe these laced-up
paws
could pad
toward your soul
A piece-y pixie
profile
provoking & petite
playfully playacts
Eyes hook;
beaming & scything beyond
single iris looks
& then:
It thaws - withdrawing
like ice flakes
sliding back...down
a straw
Snagging femmes
within swimming - grinning
instants
Tomboy teasing
toying in cadence
blithely
through
Minor moments of emittance
***
For the "Fun With Women" comp. This sort of thing happens in public every so often, I'm not into women, but sometimes my appearance might hint as such. It's endearing and cute when fleeting moments like this happen. I hope nobody reads too much into it, it's only light and flattering 😊
Written by AtoMikbomb
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again, i'm sorry for the confusion, y'all. I didn't want poems about the twitter articles, but rather about the photos, music, and youtube videos. in fact, i wanted to have a contest centered on a photo from that twitter, but rather decided to encourage contestants to pick their own inspiration from it instead.
you're welcome. and i'm sorry about misguiding any contestants who wrote poems based on the articles. yet again, writing a poem about those articles would've been a proper learning experience for men like us, as sex crimes against women have been on the rise lately.
