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The Ship

Member since 2003 · Posted 26 Feb 2003 · 3 comments

He and she on the Ship Embarked on this journey Not knowing where this may lead You gotta admit, it's quite silly The Ship sailed smooth with speed Happy was he and she With calm waters and great weather Everyday was filled with glee But orange leaves start to fall as the wind blows a breeze Lightning strikes and thunder roars Oh, make the waves quit rocking, please Rain hit them like hail Beating them incessantly Strong wind assisted the rain But they sailed on relentlessly They pushed themselves, holding on to the Ship close to their hearts Sailing away, feeling gay Going with their guts.

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[7] Jarah 26-Feb-03/11:25 PM Reply

Kewl poem, gave a good mental pic. keep writin..

[5] <~> 27-Feb-03/8:20 AM Reply

damn those orange leaves!!
however, i don't thing they are the crux of the problem.

[n/a] <{Baba^Yaga}> 2-Mar-03/4:44 PM Reply

Captain Le choadke is dead, prawnes no longer care, but i fear homosexuality in this case is a huge factor, a rift if you will, between the urge to suck penis, and yet the other urge to retreat into his mother's vagina? perhaps you can suck cock in your mother's vulva... splendid, and rewarding i bet.