Haiku № 13837
My cousin's baby sitter.
Sunshine was fifteen
when i popped her ripe cherry.
The sunset bled well.
Rollicking i sang
as i came, and came, and came.
Filled her up just right!
She broke two nails in my back
before i flipped her over.
Here cums the encore.
I finished her quick.
But i got dressed quicker.
Cigarette anyone?
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Haiku are extremely short poems written in 17 syllables or fewer, often (but not necessarily) arranged in three lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables each. Haiku make use of concrete imagery or sensations, not abstractions or metaphors, and are often (though not always) concerned with the natural world.
In our view, haiku should point to an actual, lived experience and, in so doing, evoke deep feelings in the reader. As haiku poet and author William Higginson writes, "The central act of haiku is letting an object or event touch us, and then sharing it with another."
Sorry i can't blah all over you, i only blah on people i love and at the moment i love only handsome pete, handshandy, and bag-o-shite sorry bag-o-nails. I could pop round for a quick fondle but thats all. Besides there must be reciprocity if it is to work
Handshandy would never do such a thing he has finesse and the gentle hands of a lady. Birthmark? he ner washes and therfore reeks of smells most unwholesome, i could never love such a brute. I have no companions, i have always been alone, there is no one to return to, sob, howl, gnash. Oh accursed wing, i thought with you merriment and happiness would ensue, yet you have brought nought but pain and suffering.
does it limit the vote to the logged in user, or to the ip? because (as you may have noticed) i log in from about a half dozen places, and i share all o these boxes with others. good thing joe mccarthy's not lookin' over my shoulder, eh?
very good job.
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