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Rude poem. -----RUDE POEM.----- Move closer and grab a cuddle. Squeeze my bum and squeal. Get confused, get in a muddle. Choose another part of me to feel. Let all your inhibitions melt. Remove all your matrons’ attire. Put on your tiniest skirt (or just a belt) And tell me your rudest desires. Purr for me pussycat, Hiss and scratch and bite. Squeak and say you are my lap-rat. Do what you know is wrong (‘cause it feels so right!) |
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3/12/2009 8:29 am |
Wicked... Never Give Up Hope...Your Dreams Are Out There....
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3/12/2009 9:59 am |
A loving atmosphere in your home is the foundation for your life.
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3/12/2009 10:26 am |
having crap time lately, saw your poems title, had to have a peek, gonna be giggling all night,,,,,thanks Harry xxxx
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Moi? I am all innocence as you very well know Rachie me rascal. Always like to see you on yer back and giggling swoony lol Yeah, what's that all about huh Vora?lol Sorry to hear things ain't so loverly in yer world at the mo' Harry but i'm very glad if i lightened it a little.lol You wanna know whit a Scotty dawg wears under his kilt don't yer Poety?lol A haggis supper is the answer (No pockets you see, gotta keep it warm somehow.) I keep trying to set the trend but no-one seems inclined to follow my lead and don the plaid Flamey.People are just pesky pests huh?lol
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