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WHOOPS APOCALIPS

The poetry of bliss

is in a kiss

and in the promise of more to come

I will touch your lovely bum

bumbedy bum bum

that's fuckin' poetry innit?

 

If you feel the beat of this

you can kiss what brings me bliss.

 

Although a man

i'm just a slut

and apparently i'm off my nut.

Enjoy!

◄ THE APPOINTMENT

AFTER WOLFENDEN ►

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raypool

Sun 30th Jul 2017 17:20

Hi David, a double edged sword shall part me from my brain; I don't know which way to turn; I wish to share my own sense of disgrace - he that sees let him see.
I'll get my coat.

Ray

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raypool

Sun 30th Jul 2017 14:14

I meant this to be crap Suki, but even in parody there has to be some merit; thanks for spotting the intention. Innit.

Col I am ready for administering - apparently there is no cure for the dregs of testosterone (at least I can spell it).

Ray

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Sat 29th Jul 2017 09:20

naughty Mr Ray. Time for your medication. Someone will be along shortly to give you your bath. You'll like that I'm sure.

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suki spangles

Fri 28th Jul 2017 23:29

Apparently that is poetry. Lovely, parody, innit Ray?

Suki

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