rhyme time

And he grinned and thought of wise words... Came up with nothing so said fuckoff then cheers!

NOW, NOW, BE NICE(I KNOW THAT'S NOT YOUR THING, EXCEPT WHEN YOU REALLY LIKE SOMEONE)...o_O:rolleyes::cool:

SO, I'M HOME NOW, HAD MY DINNER, AND I HOPE YOU FINALLY HAD A GOOD DINNER TO...:):cool:

SO BACK TO THE POEM I GO, AND WILL WAIT TO SEE IF YOU SHOW!...LOL :D:cool:
 
To quit is not an option, not a thing I do often.
The bitter end is not my friend.
The distance stays at bay and I prefer it that way. As the words command, like a song, we must continue to play along.

So alone on the mountain you may find yourself, no possesions have you; but untold wealth. A feast of words can loosen your belt, and give you feelings youve never felt.
So let these words continue to flow, let them ebb and let them flow, let them take you where ere they may ...........
 

GEE I WASN'T GONE THAT LONG, YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO QUIT?!... o_O:cool:

THERE IS A HOLE IN THE THREAD, THAT IS EMPTY, AND DARK...

DID OUR ALPHA DECIDE TO DEPART?...

WHY, OH WHY, DID YOU DECIDE TO GO, THERE'S SO MANY RHYMES THAT WE MUST SHOW...

I DON'T KNOW IF IT'S THE WOUND TO YOUR HEART, THAT YOUR FORMER E-GIRLFRIEND LEFT YOU,

THAT MAKES YOU WANT TO LEAVE, TO MAYBE HAVE A NEW START...

SO, IF IT'S YES, AND YOU TRULY MUST GO...

JUST REMEMBER US WEIRDOS HOPE YOU TAKE IT SLOW, AND WISH YOU BEST IF THIS IS SO...


TC ALPHA, IT WAS REAL, IT WAS FUN... C YA!...

❤️StarFire❤️:cool:
 
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Dirty Harry are your tits hairy? I should ask your wife terry? all she said was that y'all met on a ferry while listening to Katy Perry, later ya'll got married buy a preacher named Larry. It was a fairytale wedding. Her legs got to spreading so that you could get to shredding which made it hot and sweaty.
 
Lmao.

I knew Dirty Harry.
He was mean and scary. He recently came down with disentary.
His hot wife Terry, was a judiciary secretary.
To me was very very extraordinary.
She asked me out to go to the library but I was very very wary.
You just dont mess with Dirty Harry.
Else you may wind up with.....
 
Feeding the beast his requested feast.
After he eats he soon falls asleep.
He dreams of hell and knashing teeth,
and awakes to find.....
 
Its 420 in my town.
Time to inhale it down.
We run as one but many are we,
our numbers are less than 20 but more than 3.
My strength will give me confidence to plunder, with my mates I run and never surrender. Snarling teeth intimidate the weak. No cares have we for wounded sheep are but a morsel.
Let the sun rise as we surmise a mouthful.
 
Fish that swim,
let them in.
Gazing at them by the rim.
Mezmorizing peace, floating by the reef.
Sunlight rays are pierceing waters deep.
These are days I wish to..........
 
For come what may, the words that say, will never bring to me dismay, for in the end the words they send are only .....
 
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