There once was a pome masturbatory that tried to tell some dumb nymph's little story but there's nothing on google to show it's not new, go check, you'll see it ain't stolen glory!

Why does that comment have such a sarcastic effect on me... spank my ass, stop kissing it. Or atleast get down, dirty 'n constructive. Throw me a freakin bone here man. Ten has lost its almighty value due to an efflusion of counterfeit. (curse my verbosity cane...)

Thank you for not kissing my hairy pimpled ass with a ten. I felt like no one was going to be honest, or objective with the critique... trying to balance it out with Darkie regurgitating his rotating list of english idioms for the phrase "you're retarded." isn't all-together pleasant. It's pitiful when you get tens for something you wrote which you yourself can not rate higher than eight. Feels like folks are proffering gifts of peace to curb my wicked mood swings from belittling their posts. I think I'm due for a general public ranker flogging... Darkie keeping vigilance with his embrowned maturity harness queers the otherwise benefitial by-product of the whole ordeal.

Yup I agree, I don't usually write poems w/ rhyme, but this sort of came to me and I havn't worked out all the small kinks yet. But I still feel it has some great potential.

You've made the mistake of thinking that successive sentences uttered by Dovina will converge on some proposition. In fact they diverge wildly away from all propositions simultaneously.

Oh yes how first-year philosophy student of you. Does choice really exist? Will my balls really "pop off" if I don't do my maths homework? If you had half the sense of a walnut in your tiny prawn's sack of a head, you'd have argued along the lines that the more strength one has, the more likely that a muscular spasm will break something, and the more temptation there is to do naughty things with that strength. Of course if you had said those arguments, you would have found some way to buncombe-up everything anyhow, so don't feel too bad. :(

Zodiac doesn't have emotions.

You've been so badly beaked that you've actually retracted into your own balls.

Mmm, sorry no. Good guesses though, Z. How's the land of sand, btw?

Why is that? Is there a purpose to linking them together? Why don't you publish them separately. It would make it easier to read and appreciate them without comparing them to each other.