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A trap door for the moat (Haiku) by Bachus
Flash Gordon mistress A coked out Mogul's dream Do you serve Pesto Actress, and model Queen of the calendar spread A butter knife please Today, some tennis Tomorrow, the South of France Wretch! I said no snails French cut bikini I pick up hitch-hikers too Fuck Pellegrino

Up the ladder: just plain orange
Down the ladder: myself

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.0
Weighted score: 5.0
Overall Rank: 7585
Posted: December 26, 2002 2:34 PM PST; Last modified: June 20, 2003 7:47 PM PDT
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[n/a] deleted user @ 198.81.26.113 | 20-Jun-03/8:01 PM | Reply
Today, a 12 inch black dick up your doorsky as you call it and tomorrow a cock in your mouth. The life of a cheap male prositute--you.
[n/a] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 > deleted user | 21-Jun-03/1:43 AM | Reply
Oh, you got me... "Josey, the worlds turning black now, hold me Josey... We sure licked them blue bellies aye Josie?" A quote from the outlaw Josey Wales. You know I would attempt a rebuttle, but I already wrote the best one last week, and here it is. http://poemranker.com/poem-details.jsp?id=51854 Your old news, Euro trash garden variety withered Kale.I wouldn't fuck you if you had 300.00 an hour and your a beautiful young rat house. And I'm a prostitute, I believe that says alot. What's wrong, no one wants to play pin the tail on the sociopath tonight with you? Can't say I blame them. Keep your cash, I'll take my 300.00 and a black cock any day. Tsk, you're a tired pipe on a creaky porch. Keep the poodle and eat it when things go south, or sell it for a couch not preowned
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