Vague poetry thread

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  • caco_ethes
    caco_ethes Posts: 11,962 Member
    eccomi_qui wrote: »
    eccomi_qui wrote: »
    The creepy porn stache
    won't get you far
    even in a dark seedy bar
    go with the beard
    its the way to go
    if you want those lady juices
    to really flow

    I don’t have a stash,
    Lest you talkin bout Hustler,
    And my bar pickin’ skills are sick like a shuffler,
    My beard grows real fast like a composted flower,
    Lady juices drips around me like a broken shower.

    So sad your sausage
    has no holder
    I'd have a place for it
    if you were older

    You’re missing the meat of this rap battle bub,
    Like not finding your favourite video on porno hub,
    But allow me to help you,
    Set you on track.
    You’re probably a fine lookin’ little snack

    I can't win, young human
    but I like your cumin

    Now I could be wrong
    And I’m okay with that
    But I don’t think that rhymes
    Unless you say it like a Cat

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  • eccomi_qui
    eccomi_qui Posts: 1,831 Member
    Back on topic,
    A poem for you,
    I hope that chocolate,
    Means a date for two.
  • eccomi_qui
    eccomi_qui Posts: 1,831 Member
    I rhyme really good,
    But I’m still a virgin,
    Broccoli is expensive,
    Guess it’s just me and Jergens.
  • CaptainFantastic00
    CaptainFantastic00 Posts: 4,619 Member
    eccomi_qui wrote: »
    Back on topic,
    A poem for you,
    I hope that chocolate,
    Means a date for two.

    <3<3
  • caco_ethes
    caco_ethes Posts: 11,962 Member
    I confess that to me there is nothing scarier
    Than posting in rhyme, it’s a language barrier
    But since all y’all are, I guess the more the merrier
    And if ya hate it I’ll smack that derrière
  • WhereIsPJSoles
    WhereIsPJSoles Posts: 622 Member
    You were misunderstood here
    You just came to vent
    But will you please ask your boyfriend
    To just pay my rent
  • mulecanter
    mulecanter Posts: 1,792 Member
    Fitness Pal Haiku

    Cake is not my friend.
    It whispers to me daily-
    Just one bite! I won't.
  • eccomi_qui
    eccomi_qui Posts: 1,831 Member
    I’d like to write a poem,
    With a G and a D,
    But first I must ask her,
    Can I give it to thee?
  • caco_ethes
    caco_ethes Posts: 11,962 Member
    mulecanter wrote: »
    Fitness Pal Haiku

    Cake is not my friend.
    It whispers to me daily-
    Just one bite! I won't.

    Take that back right now!
    I’ll be a friend if you want.
    Oh. You mean THAT cake.
  • Timshel_
    Timshel_ Posts: 22,841 Member
    Awe *kitten*
    My cat was run over,
    by a truck.
  • eccomi_qui
    eccomi_qui Posts: 1,831 Member
    edited January 2018
    No more rhymes,
    We’re done with this stuff,
    Because if we don’t,
    The refs will get tough.
  • Timshel_
    Timshel_ Posts: 22,841 Member
    The post lag is real.
    Makes people seem kinda slow.
    We've already moved on to sad shizz,
    So let the tears flow.
  • Timshel_
    Timshel_ Posts: 22,841 Member
    Try harder,
    you must.
    Self-pitty, make not your choice.

    Now read the above,
    With a Yodda voice.

    Giggle,
    you did.
    You have to admit.
    I am pretty quick,
    and pretty good,
    at this rhyming....ermmmm...stuff.
  • Timshel_ wrote: »
    Timshel_ wrote: »
    Timshel_ wrote: »
    Timshel_ wrote: »
    Timshel_ wrote: »
    Trim you must,
    before I thrust.
    When it is bare,
    I know you care.
    Also no picking from teeth,
    Those curly hair.
    And no wookey howl in my mind,
    When you stand with fro showing,
    and I stare.

    care if you must
    but my pink flower
    gives your dude
    its thrust power

    so lets get real bro
    just admit you dig my wild
    wondrous lady fro



    Tis like a row to hoe,
    A sea to part,
    before we start.
    Which is frustrating,
    and a delay,
    before we play.
    So off with the fro,
    Remove that scruff.
    Let that pink goodness show clean,
    when in the buff.

    A row to hoe
    It sure may be
    But it covers the green
    Of the space inbetween
    So don’t be a wimp
    A dork or a geek
    Just stick it in
    And find the relief that you seek

    I have preferences,
    you know.
    Not just some guy.
    While I may really want to sink your pink.
    It won't be with that hairy fur pie.
    So get to it,
    Make it happen.
    Once it is clean
    The balls can start slappin.


    Your balls may be slappy
    And you like it bare
    But my furry hole of wonders
    Doesn’t even care
    So man up
    Or I’ll give you a swat
    Now Quit yer bishin
    Stuff this hairy *kitten*.

    From here,
    I refrain.
    It's been fun,
    With a good bit of spice.
    But you know how those flaggits are,
    They'll shut the thread.
    We can have anything nice.

    Sadly this is true
    No fun to be had
    Rhyme something something sad

    Done.

    I was agreeing that it was done via rhyme. But since I like the last word...agreed. Done. :D
  • Timshel_
    Timshel_ Posts: 22,841 Member
    Timshel_ wrote: »
    Try harder,
    you must.
    Self-pitty, make not your choice.

    Now read the above,
    With a Yodda voice.

    Giggle,
    you did.
    You have to admit.
    I am pretty quick,
    and pretty good,
    at this rhyming....ermmmm...stuff.

    https://youtu.be/U7M7d8u40I4
  • eccomi_qui
    eccomi_qui Posts: 1,831 Member
    edited January 2018


    But if you quote,
    And I do too,
    He cannot escape,
    And his words he will rue.
  • eccomi_qui wrote: »
    Grrrrr
    Rawwwr!
    Fuuuuuuck you

    Quick edit your post
    I like toast
    And roast potatoes

    But if you quote,
    And I do too,
    He cannot escape,
    And his words he will rue.

    But this will be the end
    Of something fun
    So quick change it
    Maybe joke about a nun
  • eccomi_qui
    eccomi_qui Posts: 1,831 Member
    A nun is a lady devoted to God,
    Under robes is a mystery femininely bod,
    As she goes and she prays her hips they will sway,
    A dreidel, a dreidel made out of clay.
  • There once was a clown
    Who wore a big frown
    Maybe because I ran away