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Tasty
Dec 7, 2011 16:23:19 GMT
Post by Engelbert Humpalot on Dec 7, 2011 16:23:19 GMT
O lovely secret place of my love! 'Tis is as shy as a puckered grommet Neatly worked in pink and brown silk; O delightful spot, tucked 'twixt natal mounds, Inviting intimate love of myriad kinds, Demanding delicacy betimes!
A slightly soiled and puckered place, The ruddy treasury trove of her privy purse Waiting for my longing linguistics; 'Tis where my eager lips are drawn, Each odourous note pleading for a lick; Let me sample its lovely ambergris.
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Tasty
Dec 19, 2011 15:22:39 GMT
Post by Daphne on Dec 19, 2011 15:22:39 GMT
It's the ambergris which got to me.
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Tasty
Dec 22, 2011 1:31:48 GMT
Post by alex on Dec 22, 2011 1:31:48 GMT
An utterly disgusting poem, Daphne. Did you 'steal' this one from 'All Poetry'?
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Tasty
Dec 22, 2011 17:54:26 GMT
Post by Daphne on Dec 22, 2011 17:54:26 GMT
It's by Engelbert. I don't know where he got it from.
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Tasty
Dec 23, 2011 0:09:28 GMT
Post by alex on Dec 23, 2011 0:09:28 GMT
oh really.....if you say so !! lmao
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Tasty
Dec 27, 2011 0:51:28 GMT
Post by Daphne on Dec 27, 2011 0:51:28 GMT
But I know where he should shove it.
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Tasty
Jan 5, 2012 16:14:01 GMT
Post by Edna Sweetlove on Jan 5, 2012 16:14:01 GMT
A gem.
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