a poem for ATOT

[JacobJ]

Dear ATOT

You are my sunshine black knit stockings
and my gold-plated case fan that hums
to the drone of "pics, pics, pics."

You are my nefalicious bite of
afternoon rambunctiousnes
coyly thrust into deviations
from the rules: no dhitb
or ibtl. No stab hers or
free ipods, no ebay items
of mine. But mine. You
are mine to toy with,
to rub against my chin
as I ponder if yagt is
about shooting out of
or into...if you know
what I mean.

What I mean...

pics?

 

[mAdMaLuDaWg]

huh?

 

[MikeyIs4Dcats]

someone set you up the bomb

 

[Chompman]

Need to space it out a bit better so each new idea is set alone, kinda confused otherwise 😛

And need to add reposts somewhere in there 😛

 

[oogabooga]

REPOST
at least it's in the thread :-D

 

[Gurck]

:camera:s?

 

[Coquito]

Now write one about grapefruits. 🙂

 

[JacobJ]

bah. hold on.

 

[JacobJ]

wtf....I select the text box, then press enter and then it posts. bah!!!!

 

[JacobJ]

Originally posted by: Coquito
Now write one about grapefruits. 🙂

grapefruits are you mom's
favorite melon to chew.

You know...the rough skin
giving way to thin slices
of sweet dripping meat.

She loves to trace the curve
of each slice before she digs
her teeth into moist flesh.

And as the gleam of
her polished incisors
melts through, she mutters
Coquito, Coquito baby.

 

[thomsbrain]

Originally posted by: MikeyIs4Dcats
someone set you up the bomb

seriously. this is a guy who needs to move all zig, otherwise, he won't get great justice.

 

[Coquito]

I'm very disappointed. It didn't even rhyme. 😛

 

[rchoo]

poem about a button! a button! a button!