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null (Other) by Bill Z Bub void
Up the ladder:
The sky is falling
Down the ladder:
What's love?
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Posted: July 20, 2003 10:04 PM PDT; Last modified: November 19, 2003 9:27 AM PSTWeighted score: 4.433786 Overall Rank: 12926 Comments:
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horus8 @ 24.126.113.154
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20-Jul-03/11:22 PM
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That's why you're a pro mate. Fantastic work here, just damn fine craftsmanship.
Fantastic. but why is this a pimple poem?
Because writing it gave me a big fat zit on my forehead?
lol.
nice, but i'm confused by the tease of the the sister. do you man-mandle july, or her sister, or both?
Does it matter? As it reads, would you say it was July's sister?
### The names have been changed to protect the innocent and/or guilty.
i feel small.. ;/ 10.
thanks.
nothing new to see here, I just changed July to June.
i see
Ah, cat-tails. the ultimate phalic symbol.
It was clearly the sister following in July's footsteps.
mmmmm...poon tang. A wonderful flowing description of the girl that is intermingled with the act itself. They are one and the same. Excellent, it read smoothly.
bill there are still too many extra words. e.g., what could the bra be _but_ discarded.? etc.
cut it down, because it's raw. it's pittsburgh, baby. seared outside, raw, in.
Mighty. Your kung-fu is awesome.
what did you delete?
is poemranker confused? or has some fusible link fried?
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