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poet Anonymous

Poetry Contest

Onlee enther badd poeumz. Eny gud wons will bee rejecktid.
Youse kann wryte 'bout wabbitz uud da moon.
Sexx und erotikka have at itt.
Poeums wit da moon und wabbits und sexx r jyst playne badd.
Peereeid.
Itz yurz tew looz.

Rm



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Edited my entry Rouch!!!
http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b43/tabithadrake/zzDelphine-Wicked-Avatar-Z_zps669627da.gif
There once was witch named Mamabird
forget all the things you may of heard
with a twist of her wand some of you might be gone
and the rest will eat ice cream and bread

poet Anonymous




any limit to the amount of entries?
(and I hope this doesn't encourage/allow trollish attacks in poetic form)

Here's one inspired by RabbitQuest's poem donation:

rAzz ass is red
Violate's is blue
Rough sex will rip off
half ass from you.


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HollyDove said:


any limit to the amount of entries?
(and I hope this doesn't encourage/allow trollish attacks in poetic form)

Here's one inspired by RabbitQuest's poem donation:

rAzz ass is red
Violate's is blue
Rough sex will rip off
half ass from you.


You are friggin hilarious I love this!
Ahem, I mean,.. it's awful just disgusting
take it down

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The Dance of a Predator

Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run!
Or learn to avert your whirlpool eyes.
You are locked in a trance
gazing at the hypnotic dance that was born
to create your demise!
 
It whirls and it spins
upon it's clever pins
coming ever closer to you...
 
It flips & it flops
It jumps & it drops
and your eyes are fixed like glue.
 
Nearer and nearer dances the enemy
and you're too perplexed to run.
A few more grains of sand seep through the
hour glass and then your time is done.
 
Now, so close is death
you can feel his breath
on your furry, little face.
 
Your eyes widen, your jugular's jumping
your fragile heart begins to race.
 
With one rapid bite
bid the world goodnight
knowing you never stood a chance
 
for this is what happens when bunnies like you
stop to watch stoats like me....
do the dance!  

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[b]Drinking Crimson.

A full blood moon dons a crimson halo tonight,                
as the darkness creeps ever closer,
devouring the light.
The ocean's shimmering red
beneath the mysterious glow
Perched upon a twisted tree limb
a crow begins to crow.
My drenched fingers drip blood
as my fangs violently tear the meat.
The taste of raw iron washed
down with wine mulled, rich, sweet.
A ferocious carnivore's moonlit supper
sounds like teeth gnashing stones.
Dessert will be the marrow sucked
dry from the bones.
Blood stained lips, dripping chin
red neck and bloody breasts
Naked in the dark kitchen
spiritually caressed.
Fridge light in my face
as I eat on all fours  
moon beams through the
window as I lick my teeth and paws.
Exhausted from all that devouring
sleep will be following soon.
With my snake stomach as full  
as the red blood moon.[b]

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Stalker


click clacking high heel shoes
on dark tarmac under the streetlight
long legs to hips...curvaceous
pouty lips painted red

casual walk hips like poetry
in motion freeing wanton thoughts
of heaven on earth carnal paradise
she exuded charms of honey to bee

on the prowl he needed a fix
something that would satiate
his needs to subjugate
whores like his mama was

they saw each other
from across the street
they picked each other up
with a smile smouldering eyes

walking towards each other
Hands touching souls meeting
later on the motel bed
the meeting of lusts and souls

red working lady victim of rape
with only revenge in mind
plunge the knife into him
in his throes of passion

he took a gun simultaneously
and blew her head off
as she screamed her triumph
they collapsed together spent

the serial murderer and the whore
resting together for eternity.

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I am wabbit,
lame minded
warm-blooded
and sufficient;

oh god
oh god
oh god
oh god,

kill me now.

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Excellent timing Rm. I have this little ditty and she is truly bad, with the double D.

'Spit'

Hey
Where do all these porn bitches
Get all that spit from
Is it all the cum they swallow
They're spitting on their tits
On their pussies
On all those dicks they suck
Man
They're just spitting everywhere
All over the place
Where does all that saliva
Come from
Maybe they drink it
Before they go on
Make-up ... check
Hair gel ... check
Ass and pussy loob ... check
Jug of spit ... check
I don't know about you
But it does fuck all for me
Hell
I'm too busy
Drooling over their bits
And getting ready
To deliver my own
Tanker load of spit

poet Anonymous

Floppy Eared Orange Bop

It was a windy cool night
under a cloudy harvest moon
I had a job to do
and I'd be done with it real soon
I snuck up to the open window
standing there in the knee deep snow
trying hard not to make a sound
pulled the curtains back real slow
and sure enough there he was
this rascal of a rabbit having his fun
swore he wouldn't be home tonight
guess it's a good thing I brought my gun
as he pranced around the room
having way too much fun with his carrot
my gun spoke out of the injustice saying
maybe next time you'll share it

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naptime courtship

she called me stupid
i said she's stupid
she hit me
i hit her back
now we say
till death do us part
i'm still hopin
she goes first

poet Anonymous

Bad Poem

He said the moon was making him mad
so full and hanging overhead
swore an oath to the constellations
that he'd lasso and kill the man inside

then he ran off to fuck
as rabbits do
though his does are never impressed

he'll be back before dawn to complain
once more
and the wolf will have him for dinner

that's how it goes
some howl and others just whimper




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Ding Dong What Hell

Hey diddle
the cat fucked
a fiddle

Again
the dopey cow
tried to get a jump
on the moon

Hysterics
as the little dog laughed
at the shit stained trousers
of the dish and spoon

No wonder why they ran away
tickling the pussy in the well
shouting hump me dump me
little bo peep you cheap slut

Up down
mouse clock
I hear you ask

Who framed roger rabbit

He was late
late
for a very important date

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