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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Thou art truly most delightful on the eye. Fanciest thou a fuck?

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Thou art truly most delightful on the eye. Fanciest thou a fuck?

"

Come one come all, poetic flirting please

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Thou art truly most delightful on the eye. Fanciest thou a fuck?

Come one come all, poetic flirting please"

I don’t flirt

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Thou art truly most delightful on the eye. Fanciest thou a fuck?

Come one come all, poetic flirting please

I don’t flirt "

Ah me.

Hoisted by Wonko's petard

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Thou art truly most delightful on the eye. Fanciest thou a fuck?

Come one come all, poetic flirting please

I don’t flirt

Ah me.

Hoisted by Wonko's petard "

Apologies fair lady

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Thou art truly most delightful on the eye. Fanciest thou a fuck?

Come one come all, poetic flirting please

I don’t flirt

Ah me.

Hoisted by Wonko's petard

Apologies fair lady "

Good my lord, I am bereft

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By *inky_couple2020Couple
over a year ago

North West

Erect Jim, Erect Jim, wherefore art thou Erect Jim? Deny thy upstanding-ness and refuse to meet during a pandemic

(Yes, I'm a scientist, not a literature writer )

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Erect Jim, Erect Jim, wherefore art thou Erect Jim? Deny thy upstanding-ness and refuse to meet during a pandemic

(Yes, I'm a scientist, not a literature writer )"

Thou paintest a picture most fair with thine words so fine

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By *acDreamyMan
over a year ago

Wirral

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By *carlet_woman_xxWoman
over a year ago

somewhere

Eh up

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By *acDreamyMan
over a year ago

Wirral

Full fathom five thy daddy lies, of his boner is coral made. X

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Eh up "

Oh mistress most rosy, well met by moonlight

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Full fathom five thy daddy lies, of his boner is coral made. X"

I am in awe, good sir

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By *acDreamyMan
over a year ago

Wirral

A tale of two titties?

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"A tale of two titties? "

I do believe that was Master Dickens.

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By *carlet_woman_xxWoman
over a year ago

somewhere


"Eh up

Oh mistress most rosy, well met by moonlight"

Oh feck how do uth I do uth this language

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Eh up

Oh mistress most rosy, well met by moonlight

Oh feck how do uth I do uth this language "

A strange tongue indeed.

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By *carlet_woman_xxWoman
over a year ago

somewhere


"Eh up

Oh mistress most rosy, well met by moonlight

Oh feck how do uth I do uth this language

A strange tongue indeed. "

Vodka tongue

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"Eh up

Oh mistress most rosy, well met by moonlight

Oh feck how do uth I do uth this language

A strange tongue indeed. "

But oh! Such pictures do spring to mind! Such a tongue in such a mouth as the Scarlets Lady's

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By *acDreamyMan
over a year ago

Wirral

All of fabs a stage and all the men and women merely players?

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"All of fabs a stage and all the men and women merely players? "

Never a wiser or more true utterance have I heard.

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By *acDreamyMan
over a year ago

Wirral


"A tale of two titties?

I do believe that was Master Dickens. "

The lady doth protest too much, methinks!

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"A tale of two titties?

I do believe that was Master Dickens.

The lady doth protest too much, methinks! "

In truth sir, you have me!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

My bumeth doth require attention.

A tender touch, a silky tongue, a warmeth caress making my eyes rolleth glistening in the candle light.

A stiff manhood to enter me and pleasure me till I am beareth and satisfied.

Oh cock, why have you forsaken me?

Cometh to Cindi and provide the ecstasy so readily required.

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By *acDreamyMan
over a year ago

Wirral

I am one who loved not wisely but too well!

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By *carlet_woman_xxWoman
over a year ago

somewhere


"Eh up

Oh mistress most rosy, well met by moonlight

Oh feck how do uth I do uth this language

A strange tongue indeed.

But oh! Such pictures do spring to mind! Such a tongue in such a mouth as the Scarlets Lady's"

Oh the lady doth agree

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By *acDreamyMan
over a year ago

Wirral

The evil that men do lives after them. The good is oft interred by their boner pics!

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By *inky_couple2020Couple
over a year ago

North West


"The evil that men do lives after them. The good is oft interred by their boner pics! "

Thou art on a roll, my good fellow

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By *partharmonyCouple
over a year ago

Ruislip

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By *partharmonyCouple
over a year ago

Ruislip

'Tis true, my lord, though hast the most massive schlong this side of Stratford, but why dost thou keep insisting on sending sketches of it?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

He'd have fucking loved it on here!

'I'll be a park, and thou shalt be my deer;

Feed where thou wilt, on mountain or in dale:

Graze on my lips, and if those hills be dry,

Stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie'

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By *acDreamyMan
over a year ago

Wirral


"He'd have fucking loved it on here!

'I'll be a park, and thou shalt be my deer;

Feed where thou wilt, on mountain or in dale:

Graze on my lips, and if those hills be dry,

Stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie'"

I would my horse have the speed of your tongue!

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By *acDreamyMan
over a year ago

Wirral

He may have loved it here but I fear he encountered equally troubling status updates!

“He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man. He that is more than a youth is not for me, and he that is less than a man, I am not for him.”

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"He may have loved it here but I fear he encountered equally troubling status updates!

“He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man. He that is more than a youth is not for me, and he that is less than a man, I am not for him.”"

Haha! Who knew Fab was so full of modern bards?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

The poetic humour tickles my most humorous bone(not that one!)

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By *ildbillkidMan
over a year ago

where the road goes on forever

To fab or not to fab ? That is the question, to sleep perchance to dream

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By *oelDorianMan
over a year ago

vanaheim

Oh for thou beauty

There are so many choices

But so little time

Mines not so Shakespearean but more of a haiku

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

A wistful thought,

A moonlit walk,

A chance to gaze at thy beauty,

And to ravage thee under a blanket of stars.

The morrow eve I give thee my heart,

On the morrow our loving starts.

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By *orksRockerMan
over a year ago

Bradford

Kate : You wait, Mr. Shakespeare, I will find a way to prove my worth.

Will : Kate, gentle Kate, thou provest thy worth every day with thy joyous smile, thy girlish laugh and the soft tender grace that all Eve's daughters bring to the rough world of men.

Kate : Oh, Mr. Shakespeare, you are like he who gives support. Like that which sweetens all that it covers. You are a great poet and are like the heavens.

Will : Kate, your words move me, but I would fain know their meaning.

Kate : Why, he who gives support is a patron. That which sweetens all that it covers be but icing. A great poet is a bard. And the heavens of course be starred. Put them together and you get...

Will : Patron-icing bard-starred.

Kate : I'll leave it with you.

Ben Elton genius again shines...

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Shakespeare’s on my bard list.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

We shalt meet under the bell tower when the bawdy hand of the dial is on the prick of noon.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Before the setting of the chilled January sun

I shalt have thy queynte and for thee my sword

Shall from its scabbard briefs be drawn

And to plunder thy virtue will be my reward.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"A tale of two titties?

I do believe that was Master Dickens. "
Not Master Bates?

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