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Portsmouth belle 3 (Free verse) by Garrett S Sexton O flat chested Annie, she lit up the streets,
after the taverns had closed
Tall and lean, like the bean
but with a rum-red rosy nose
O flat chested Annie, she'd take anybody's money
and your honey she would be
Her favours, though not cheap
could not be beat,
and to reap the benefits you sow
O flat chested Annie, her arse was her fanny
and her cock for you always stood proud
O flat chested Annie, worked for her money
and always worked best amongst a crowd
Up the ladder:
Her Galactic Boudoir, his make-work
Down the ladder:
Breaking the wind (An Odenelle to Pirgaytes)
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Posted: August 8, 2003 2:51 PM PDT; Last modified: August 8, 2003 2:51 PM PDTWeighted score: 6.2222223 Overall Rank: 956 Comments:
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S-4 obviously. and the last line can lose (amongst) and simplify and still be ok.
Yawn. How about a deeper look?
Ha--Garrett, there's some funny shit here. Might be even more effective if you carried the meter from the first stanza into each stanza--some of the changes would be pretty easy (o flat chested Annie, she'd take anyone's money/and anyone's honey she'd be . . . and always worked best [in] a crowd, etc.), some would take a little more work, but it'd read more like the ballad it seems to want to be. "Her arse was her fanny"--meh.
Liked this.
This must be your idea of being sneaky and intelligent, and above it all. I agree.
This poem is Skill
Your name however remains gay Chutneybuttfuck 249 view(s)
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