FabSwingers.com forum: The Fab Forum Poetry Challenge

By *icketysplits OP Woman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

It has been a while since I posted a poetry thread. I know it can get dangerous as people post and then go "user no longer..." before the end of the day but here goes.

A little poetry competition. You can enter any and every category. I will recruit a secret panel of judges and will look at the popular vote on here. Post your poem(s) on this thread by midnight on 7th February. Feel free to post before this deadline.

Category Themes:

1. Chinese New Year (it will be the year of the snake on 10th February)

2. First Swing Meet

3. Personal Preference

4. Ode to the Penis/BJ/Cunny

5. Cake

6. Valentine's Day

I look forward to reading your entries.

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By *uke olovingmanMan
over a year ago

Gravesend

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By *uke olovingmanMan
over a year ago

Gravesend

The jut of your belly

The softness of thigh

The swell of your buttocks

The sound of your sigh

Kissing your belly

My mouth slowly moves down

Hands on your knees now

Not uttering a sound

Gently so gently

Hands on your thighs

My mouths getting close now

Licking and lapping ,claiming my prize

Fingers inside you

Hand grabbing your bum

Me sucking, you bucking

You come and you come

Your mouth wants my cock now

Your hands pull me round

You want to take all of it

You want to go down

Our mouths work together

Our faces are wet

Our bodies are hot

We're covered in sweat

We kiss we pinch

We caress we slap

Kiss your neck your breasts

And all down your back

The nip of your waist

The swell of your hips

The whole of your body

Kissed by my lips

I master your body

You show me I can

Your my fuck buddy

I'm your o loving man

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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

Here is one I wrote on here some time ago....x

Search engines may draw you to Fab

your curious adventure to grab

there are those who surf by

without wonder or why

and those without freedom to dab.

One click and you enter it's web

drawn in by desires flow and eb

but maneuver is tricky

cause Fabs web is sticky

respectfully gentily tread.

Fabs world has it's own pure dynamic

hierarchy and class are indemic

it shapes it's whole being

some find it so freeing

but others frustrating instead.

Whether single married or both

whether female male or both

there's a place for you here

with your baggage and fear

but your place is determined by both.

For some it will all lead to rants

others become sycophant.

But many stay true and remain of the _iew

that you can't take the 'ter' out of 'bant'.

For here men attack men

as they compete in the forumite den

to entice and win favour

of a women to savour

then discard as an overplucked hen.

Some say men Market their wives

and the power enhances their lives

but wifes powers are greater

and sooner or later

she takes up the honour and drives.

To women your ego will boost

like drinking a citrus filled jooste

but your grasp on reality

may become a casualty

and one day may return home to roost.

There are some who just sit back and snipe

there are some with a genuine gripe

there are some who won't waiver

some with tragic behavior

and some with no thought before type.

For some it is sadly judgemental

can deliver a pain just like dental

but lest we forget

it's a portal at best

because people will always be people.

But deep at Fabs core and it's centre

there is beauty and freindship and mentor

there's the salt of the Earth

there's the value and worth

we are grateful to it's great inventor!

Spice 2011.

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

Drown the Sunlight in Bitter Rage

Onward, onward, drown the sunlight in bitter rage,

Provoking thoughts in darkness, try to steal my soul,

Lay waste to the days when nights become so fearful,

Proclaim, proclaim-to all in attendance-betray!

Regret, regret, if not a man what should I be,

Some falsely Prince of ne'er do well tomorrow?

Perchance you may come to rip out my heart tonight,

Devour, devour, I have not need of it's beating.

Salute, salute, my pounding fist at death's dark door,

Drag back the heavy bolt and admit my entrance,

I wish to hear the screech as rusty hinges strain,

Condemn, condemn, I, at the place of my creation.

Silence, silence, finally I hear the silence,

There is noise abound but I cannot hear it's tone,

Old men cannot pray for things left undone, unsaid,

Forget, forget, it's altering is past the hour.

~ epilogue

Onward, onward, provoking soul in bitter rage.

Proclaim, proclaim, fearful nights that betray the day.

Regret, regret, royal fool so nearly a man.

Devour, devour, a beast of burden without heart.

Salute, salute, his struggle has been cast aside.

Condemn, condemn, his master's task still left undone.

Silence, silence, ear-shattering, deafening tones.

Forget, forget, wisdom breeds forgotten moments.

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

A little ditty in deference

To my personal preference

For February's first swing meet

And a culinary treat

and the best possible way

to spend Valentines day

This is genuine, not FAKE

Involves a tasty lemon cake

And the first Chinese of the new year

Now get your penis/cunny round here..

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

I'd like to take

A slice of cake

With me on my next meet

If it became

A messy munch

You'd nibble

Crumbs off my bare feet

Especially for lickety

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By *hynewguy2012Man
over a year ago

dartford

Roses are red

While voilets are twisted

Bend over luv

Your about to be fisted

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By *oodmessMan
over a year ago

yumsville

There once was a guy called blue

It is rare that he had the flu

He spitted and spatted

All over the carpet

Though only on meeting a few

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By *leasureDomeMan
over a year ago

all over the place

Ahem cough ...The first swing ...by me

I came,I saw,i came,you came ,i went .

exits stage left.

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By *oodmessMan
over a year ago

yumsville

I came, I came, you faked, I came, you faked, you came, I got a drink, you came

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By *leasureDomeMan
over a year ago

all over the place

"I came, I came, you faked, I came, you faked, you came, I got a drink, you came

LMAO even better.

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By *oodmessMan
over a year ago

yumsville

"I came, I came, you faked, I came, you faked, you came, I got a drink, you came

LMAO even better."

had to - these prose just inspire you know

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

"Ahem cough ...The first swing ...by me

I came,I saw,i came,you came ,i went .

exits stage left. "

or..

veni vidi abii

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By *leasureDomeMan
over a year ago

all over the place

"I came, I came, you faked, I came, you faked, you came, I got a drink, you came

LMAO even better.

had to - these prose just inspire you know

bitter sweet memories for me .

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

Mary had a little lamb

till it dropped down dead

but it still goes to school with her

between two chunks of bread

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By *leasureDomeMan
over a year ago

all over the place

"Ahem cough ...The first swing ...by me

I came,I saw,i came,you came ,i went .

exits stage left.

or..

veni vidi abii

i think mine had a more Shakespearean edge to it.

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By *leasureDomeMan
over a year ago

all over the place

"Mary had a little lamb

till it dropped down dead

but it still goes to school with her

between two chunks of bread"

PMSL but disqualified for not fitting a category ...sheer genius though,worthy of wordsworth

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

There once was a guy called Jake

A questionable profile he did make

One picture he had

The ladies weren't glad

It was his cock sitting next to a cake.

(Eclair)

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

pictures in the sand

it's 11 o'clock,

time again

pack my case,

check the train

it's on time,

I'll just make it

my memories and me,

no mistaking

every week,

never fail

tuesday morn,

on the trail

the only time

I am at peace

here by the sea

is my release

many years

I've made this trek

sometimes I can't be bothered,

ah, what the heck

I just grab my gear

and off I go

train might be fast,

might be slow

it don't matter,

I'll get there

on the beach,

the wind in my hair

a special reason,

I come here

it's our place,

from yester-year

we always had

our own spot

we've loved there,

I never forgot

now the only time

I can hold your hand

is when I draw it,

in the sand

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By *leasureDomeMan
over a year ago

all over the place

ok serious attempt now

Ode to lickety ....

Licketyspits, _icketysplits,licketyfits,

licketyhits,licketys ...tits.

licketysbits ,licketylicks,licketyslips,

licketyclips ,licketysbits.

Lickety licks lips.

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By *icketysplits OP Woman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

Thank you all. Keep them coming. I'd better get my secret panel together.

PD - An ode to me doesn't fit any of the categories either, unless I am your personal preference or, maybe cake.

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By *iewMan
Forum Mod
over a year ago

Angus & Findhorn

very nice

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

A year of days and nights spent up but worth the life gone by

Time spent up but not forgotten since I said goodbye

I came for help one perfect day but never told you why

And now I'm gone with all you gave to stand the test of time!

We look at life as simple as our souls see life beyond our eyes...

The best of all things beautiful live constant in the moment

As if they urge to race their demons and win first place tomorrow

A gamble that is often met with much regret and sorrow

Me, I earned my release from yesterday...

But from whom my time is borrowed!

As wars explode around the world, then sometimes in our little lives

We sacrifice conflicted hearts to leave no single child behind

One heart was mine, one day I woke to find my world was devastated

Condemned to barely living 'cause my presence simply wasn't wanted!

And in this time of ageing scars, old pain is hard to recognise

So rarely do we see this for the devil's in the details

And not always right behind our eyes...

But in your blessed nature, love, a new path has been realised!

So back to where I left you last, my heart is fixed and almost free

Though where the day will leave us soon, no other place I'd rather be

You said to me some time ago, in your eyes I was wasted here

But all this time with you my darlin' was never lost on me!

I think you've left a lasting impression that I don't want to lose

So why do I tell you how I feel when what's best is what I never choose?

Why any bad apple shows a pretty girl its oldest rotten bruise...

Maybe it's because I feel the need, in my own way, to tell you

That in the eyes of damaged goods, perfection equals imperfection

That even poems don't have to rhyme to equal perfect sense

'Cause we get nowhere in this old life by sitting on the fence!

And look just what I've gone and done by never having said this

I'm turning just a thank you into something like I love you, Miss!

What does a boy at my age do with a crush that's unrequited?

He tries to get a girl to blush and then just gets arrested!

But some things I had to say about the unique things that draw me

The things that make her simply her and Gemma *CENSORED* only

She's dinky but wears heels like stilts, she's cute when she gets angry

She goes to Fat Club even though she's miles from round and wobbly...

Though you can't deny she's got some curves that'd defo come in handy!

She's got a smile that got me out of bed on time and without ever fail

She's been like summer sunshine even when it rained or blew a gale

Apparently she's ginger but not crumbly like the biscuits though

If I was a Fox, she'd be my Scully in my own sci-fi TV show!

If anything I can regret, it's being such a boy scout, Gem

Hoping to find the time to chat with you while *CENSORED* tried his routine on

Forgetting I was here to work when work was all I seemed to do

Because distracted by an angel singing, I turned around and it was you!

With all that's come and gone there's nothing bad that I can say

But on a chance that we might meet again I'll save it for another day

Maybe then you'll give me feedback, since I know you're quite eclectic

Or maybe not because I just recalled that you're dyslexic!

Farewell Gemma, love you loads and wish you all the best

I wish you all your heart's content and you know all the rest

I'll miss your songs, your angel voice; your girlish laugh amongst so much

Reminds me some of innocence, when love required no human touch!

I'll wish I'd stayed a little longer simply 'cause you make me smile

But like I said, my time is borrowed...

Though maybe wait a while!

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

I saw

I concurred

I came.

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By *hangovCouple
over a year ago

sheffield

There was a young lady who's box

Was liberally covered in pox

So before Id begin

I wrapped my cock in

Four condoms and two football socks

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

There was a young plumber from Leigh

Who was plumbing his maid by the sea

Said the maid " Stop plumbing,

I think someone's coming"

Said the plumber, still plumbing, "It's me"

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By *hangovCouple
over a year ago

sheffield

While sucking away on my root

A young lady said "this is beaut"

I played clarinet

Once for a bet

But never before the pink flute

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By *icketysplits OP Woman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

I am having some difficulty matching some of these to the categories but keep them coming.

I am pleased to announce that the judging panel have accepted the honour of judging the lovely pomes. They remain a secret to avoid any bribery. Two women, two men and me in the chair, with the casting vote.

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By *leasureDomeMan
over a year ago

all over the place

"Thank you all. Keep them coming. I'd better get my secret panel together.

PD - An ode to me doesn't fit any of the categories either, unless I am your personal preference or, maybe cake."

it fits all of them except cake ,huh obviously over your head ....i'll dumb the next one down .!!

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By *he_original_poloWoman
over a year ago

a Primark shoebox in Leicester

Put some knickers on your head

Then turn them back to front

It will keep the people guessing

If you're an arsehole or a c**t!

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By *atisfy janeWoman
over a year ago

Torquay

As I was walking up the stairs,

I saw a man who wasn't there,

He wasn't there again today,

Fucking Timewaster!

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

"Put some knickers on your head

Then turn them back to front

It will keep the people guessing

If you're an arsehole or a c**t!"

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By *icketysplits OP Woman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

"Put some knickers on your head

Then turn them back to front

It will keep the people guessing

If you're an arsehole or a c**t!

It is very good but can I request that people save their specific appreciation of particular poems until the vote? Quoting some of the longer poems will use up a lot of space. Thank you.

[I have been tempted to do the same]

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

I like cake, cake is great, I like a great cake, upon my plate, but do hesitate, to excessivate, of the cake on your plate, lest you become overweight - mate.

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

One I got sent once on Valentine many moons ago, but it's lovely if not a little sickly

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,

Enwrought with golden and silver light,

The blue and the dim and the dark cloths

Of night and light and the half-light,

I would spread the cloths under your feet:

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;

I have spread my dreams under your feet;

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

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By *uke olovingmanMan
over a year ago

Gravesend

there once was a young girl called lickety

who said that this verse is not crickety

she considered the prize

with two girls and two guys

and their judging got very pernickety

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By *istalloverCouple
over a year ago

Pays de la Loire -Normandie -Brittany borderFrance

this is an ode for our first swing date .

i`ll keep it short cuz its getting late .

we carried on ourselves because of his d*unken state.

poor bastard had to masterbate.

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

7 Secrets

Without you there is no warmth

And cold reigns

in the furnace that is me

Without you there is no love

And apathy and indifference

are my new companions

Without you there is no flower

And nothing good can grow

in the garden of my heart

Without you there is no healing

And my wounds remain

forever open

Without you there is no laughter

And sadness and bitterness

are all I have to taste

Without you there is no song

And silence burns

from golden to black

Without you there is no peace

And rage consumes me

for all eternity

Valentine.

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By *rtemisiaWoman
over a year ago

Norwich

Love is not love, old Will once said,

Which alters when it alteration finds.

When ardour dampens, time kills

Passions once found racing

through your minds.

Though love remains, skin tenses,

Craving to be touched.

That first adultery had tenderness

Enough to wake my senses.

Black and gold, both neglected,

Home inspiring kisses few,

Our writhing in that hotel bed,

Made a memory quite perfected.

Alteration's new caress

Stunned our hearts, and minds and eyes,

Then duty pulled us clean apart.

We kissed our last, we rose, we dressed.

I saw him only once again,

And madness in us loosened.

Distance. Practicality. The usual tales.

But oh how briefly, how beautifully insane ...

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By *he_original_poloWoman
over a year ago

a Primark shoebox in Leicester

Can I tell you who I fucked, I know I shouldn’t say.

I’m finding this discretion thing a problem when I play

Can I mention who I met, I have the urge to brag

I need to let the others know I am a super shag

Can I drop a hint or three, is that what I should do

To show I’ve not been missing out and I had that one too

Can I tell you who I jumped and what went in which hole

I simply must say something, as I have no self-control

Can I tell you who it was or give a massive clue

My ego is confusing me, oh tell me what to do

Can I tell you who I fucked and who’s been fucking me

I need the confirmation of my popularity

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By *he_original_poloWoman
over a year ago

a Primark shoebox in Leicester

Today this one thing happened, yes just once but I must say

I know it happens to single guys a dozen times per day

The thing is I’m a female, I should not be left feeling scared

I know it’s recreational… but I take rejection hard

It’s why I sit and wait and see

I wait for them to contact me

So I can choose the firm and ripe

And complain when you’re not my type

So I can hold you in a queue

So you chase me… if I let you

I shouldn’t have to deal with this, so I shall raise my voice

“what the fuck were they thinking… who gave them a choice”

I want to stomp and stamp my feet, I want to scream in fits

Rejection is for single guys, not for us with tits

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By *he_original_poloWoman
over a year ago

a Primark shoebox in Leicester

Does a song rewrite count?

All the single ladies

Now put your hands up

Down at the pub, been stood up

Again you had to buy your own drink

Biting your lip but now you wanna trip

Cuz the guys ain’t noticing

Up at the bar, you don’t get far

They’re not paying any attention

Dry your tears, forget those fears

You can get something well away from here

Come on try it, put a profile up with ‘swing’ on it

Forget the diet it don’t matter if you’re slim on it

Show your snatch and see how much the men on here want it

If you’re past it, it won’t matter with your tits on it

wo oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh oh

Come on try it, put a profile up with ‘swing’ on it

Forget the diet it don’t matter if you’re slim on it

Show your snatch and see how much the men on here want it

If you’re past it, it won’t matter with your tits on it

Put gloss on ya’ lips, tilt those hips

Spread wide and flick your bean

Put a finger up, get your camera close up

Make sure the room in the background looks clean

Shed your inhibition and did I mention

How much this will get you attention

They say how hot you are

If you take off your bra

It don’t matter if they’re hanging round ya’ knees

Bet you’ll like it, put a profile up with ‘swing’ on it

Forget the diet it don’t matter if you’re slim on it

Show your snatch and see how much the men on here want it

If you’re past it, it won’t matter with your tits on it

wo oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh oh

Don’t fear it’s not the end of the world

To be that kind of girl

In love is what you prefer, but don’t deter

Here are men who woo you, just to do you

And deliver you to a destiny, to an orgasm and beyond

Hold you tight in their arms

Say tell me what you want

Cock down your throat, until you choke

And when he’s done, he’ll be gone.

All the single ladies

Now put your hands up

woo oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh oh

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

Amore

My Valentine

The 14th of Feb. someone decreed,

A man has to show his love, his need,

But this man shows his trust, his love,

To the one that’s named up above.

Sometimes I’m stupid, thoughtless, wrong,

Other times generous, forgiving, strong,

This is what makes me a man,

Only doing what a man can.

I know I can be trying, taxing to,

I also know I mean a lot to you,

So darling if you can find the time,

Will you be my loving VALENTINE?

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

Personal Preference.

A WOMAN'S POEM:

Before I lay me down to sleep,

I pray for a man who's not a creep,

One who's handsome, smart and strong.

One who loves to listen long,

One who thinks before he speaks,

One who'll call, not wait for weeks.

I pray he's rich and self-employed,

And when I spend, won't be annoyed.

Pull out my chair and hold my hand..

Massage my feet and help me stand.

Oh send a king to make me queen.

A man who loves to cook and clean.

I pray this man will love no other.

And relish visits with my mother.

A MAN'S POEM:

I pray for a deaf-mute gymnast nymphomaniac with

big tits who owns a bar on a golf course,

and loves to send me fishing and drinking.. This

doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit.

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By *icketysplits OP Woman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

More thought-provoking pomes, thank you all.

Please keep them original. W.B. Yeats is my favourite poet but not eligible unless he posts on here.

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By *icketysplits OP Woman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

Bumping for new entries, so to speak.

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By *icketysplits OP Woman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

My daily bump

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By *nvictusMan
over a year ago

Beeston

I wallow in my abyss of despair,

waves of misery lap over me,

down, down ever down to darkness,

my very spirit is crushed,

lost beneath my pain like a thousand cuts,

deeper into despair I....

Oh hang on! I have cake!

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

Hickory Dickory Dock

The mouse ran up the Clock

The mouse ran down

His arse was brown

And so was the cuckoo's Cock

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By *evilwolfCouple
over a year ago

Leicestershire

There once was a Woman from Roade

Who could swallow a goodly load

She gobbled a Monk

who filled her with such spunk

we thought she was gonna explode

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By *bbandflowCouple
over a year ago

South Devon

There's a guy on fab called Wishy

Whose cock is decidedly dishy

Alas, behind Calvin Kleins

The gorgeous monster reclines

Whilst he concentrates on things electrishy

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By *icketysplits OP Woman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

Just a couple of days left

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By *emon tart Double creamCouple
over a year ago

Leeds

"This is genuine, not FAKE

Involves a tasty lemon cake

And the first Chinese of the new year

Now get your penis/cunny round here.."

Will Lemon tart do instead?

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By *emon tart Double creamCouple
over a year ago

Leeds

Mary Rose sat on a pin

Mary rose.....

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By *emon tart Double creamCouple
over a year ago

Leeds

The girl stood on the moonlit bridge

Her heart was all a quiver

She gave a cough

Her tits dropped off

And floated down the river

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

"This is genuine, not FAKE

Involves a tasty lemon cake

And the first Chinese of the new year

Now get your penis/cunny round here..

Will Lemon tart do instead?

Lemon tart is always most welcome

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By *icketysplits OP Woman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

The daily bump.

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By *emon tart Double creamCouple
over a year ago

Leeds

"This is genuine, not FAKE

Involves a tasty lemon cake

And the first Chinese of the new year

Now get your penis/cunny round here..

Will Lemon tart do instead?

Lemon tart is always most welcome

although to be honest looking at your pics you need to stop eating cakes and buy some bulbs for your house

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

Extra candles on our cake

For brighter rooms they do make

Just keeping it relevant to the thread

We're still on gas lamps around here.

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By *uke olovingmanMan
over a year ago

Gravesend

why is there no statue

for swingers in this land

if theyre good enough for laying

theyre good enough to stand

upon a plinth in london

for all the world to see

whats that couple doing?

holy fuck theres more than three!

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By *ralexamsMan
over a year ago

sunderland

"It has been a while since I posted a poetry thread. I know it can get dangerous as people post and then go "user no longer..." before the end of the day but here goes.

Category Themes:

1. Chinese New Year (it will be the year of the snake on 10th February)

2. First Swing Meet

3. Personal Preference

4. Ode to the Penis/BJ/Cunny

5. Cake

6. Valentine's Day

I look forward to reading your entries."

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By *ralexamsMan
over a year ago

sunderland

"It has been a while since I posted a poetry thread. I know it can get dangerous as people post and then go "user no longer..." before the end of the day but here goes.

Category Themes:

1. Chinese New Year (it will be the year of the snake on 10th February)

2. First Swing Meet

3. Personal Preference

4. Ode to the Penis/BJ/Cunny

5. Cake

6. Valentine's Day

I look forward to reading your entries."

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By *icketysplits OP Woman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

The last daily bump.

A final call for entries. Winners will be announced some time between tomorrow and Monday, when I have an internet connection.

It's been a pleasure reading them.

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

The offer of bringing life

Such joy and excitement

Then taken away

Bringing so many tears

And much sadness

Why be so evil, so cruel

And cold

It wasn't deserved or brought

on themselves.

They deserve the chance to bring life

To this world

Feel a child grow inside.

I ask you please

If you are the Almighty

Give me the pain

And take away there sorrow.

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By *icketysplits OP Woman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

"The offer of bringing life

Such joy and excitement

Then taken away

Bringing so many tears

And much sadness

Why be so evil, so cruel

And cold

It wasn't deserved or brought

on themselves.

They deserve the chance to bring life

To this world

Feel a child grow inside.

I ask you please

If you are the Almighty

Give me the pain

And take away there sorrow.

Rusty, I've just seen this and it has brought a tear to my eye.

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By *icketysplits OP Woman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

I would like to thank my fellow judges, Blondecaz, Sloop and Bobby Tupper, all of the entrants and you, gentle reader.

There were 24 participants, 37 entries and one diaallowed.

AND, the winners are:

Chinese NY - Meltedtwirl - A little ditty; in second place, Lemon Tart - This is genuine not fake

First Meet - by a clear majority, Artemisia, Love is not love; in second place Changov, There was a lady

Personal Preference - another majority, Blackspice, Search engines; second Dirty Diana, Before I lay me down to sleep

Ode to p/bj/c - Polo, Put some knickers; second, PleasureDome, Ode to Lickety (the head judge did not choose this

)

Cake - a runaway winner in Invictus, I wallow; second, Mysteriousguy, I'd like to take

Valentines - Three poems by Wishy were chosen by judges, 7 Secrets, Pictures in the sand, Without you there is no warmth. My casting vote goes to Without you there is no warmth.

A special judges prize is offered to Polo for Can I tell. This needed a category all of it's own.

Thank you all.

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

Thirty seconds work and I got second place!

Might put some effort in next time

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

This is going straight onto the portfolio. Celebratory lemon cake later (with candles)

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

Cock a hoop

(him)

It's eight inches in length,

and it's ready for fun

It will enter any orifice,

especially your bum

It's an impressive weapon,

Which I can easily promote,

Just see the attached picture,

Aside my sky remote

I'm a genuine single guy,

and it belongs to me

But you my little honey,

Can share it for free

I can't accomodate,

'cos I live with my dad

He's just dossing here,

It's really my pad

Just message me back,

I'm sure that we click

That's if you can get over,

The size of my dick

I know that you want it,

Hard from behind,

Just tell me when and where,

'cos I really don't mind

(her)

So you turn up an hour late,

Stinking of booze

You reek of of BO,

And theres shit on your shoes

Do you believe I'm that easy,

A right easy lay

I actually have standards,

And your so far away

Yes I know what the site's for,

I've had many meets

They have all impressed me,

And some soiled my sheets

There's just one little niggle,

At the back of my brain

If I don't get it tonight,

when will the chance come again ?

As I said I'm not desperate,

But curiosity arouses

And I really want to see,

What is hid in your trousers

Sucked it for half hour,

And you've got brewers droop

You ask me am I happy ?

Yeah I'm fucking cock a hoop

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

Hey, I won something! I never win anything, this is excellent! Thank you.

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

"The offer of bringing life

Such joy and excitement

Then taken away

Bringing so many tears

And much sadness

Why be so evil, so cruel

And cold

It wasn't deserved or brought

on themselves.

They deserve the chance to bring life

To this world

Feel a child grow inside.

I ask you please

If you are the Almighty

Give me the pain

And take away there sorrow.

Rusty, I've just seen this and it has brought a tear to my eye."

Congrats to the winners

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By *leasureDomeMan
over a year ago

all over the place

"I would like to thank my fellow judges, Blondecaz, Sloop and Bobby Tupper, all of the entrants and you, gentle reader.

There were 24 participants, 37 entries and one diaallowed.

AND, the winners are:

Chinese NY - Meltedtwirl - A little ditty; in second place, Lemon Tart - This is genuine not fake

First Meet - by a clear majority, Artemisia, Love is not love; in second place Changov, There was a lady

Personal Preference - another majority, Blackspice, Search engines; second Dirty Diana, Before I lay me down to sleep

Ode to p/bj/c - Polo, Put some knickers; second, PleasureDome, Ode to Lickety (the head judge did not choose this

)

Cake - a runaway winner in Invictus, I wallow; second, Mysteriousguy, I'd like to take

Valentines - Three poems by Wishy were chosen by judges, 7 Secrets, Pictures in the sand, Without you there is no warmth. My casting vote goes to Without you there is no warmth.

A special judges prize is offered to Polo for Can I tell. This needed a category all of it's own.

Thank you all."

You are so provincial, If i had read mine outside the tate modern they would of declared me an obvious winner .... flicks long scarf around neck tilts hat and flounces off !!!

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By *icketysplits OP Woman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

"Cock a hoop

(him)

It's eight inches in length,

and it's ready for fun

It will enter any orifice,

especially your bum

It's an impressive weapon,

Which I can easily promote,

Just see the attached picture,

Aside my sky remote

I'm a genuine single guy,

and it belongs to me

But you my little honey,

Can share it for free

I can't accomodate,

'cos I live with my dad

He's just dossing here,

It's really my pad

Just message me back,

I'm sure that we click

That's if you can get over,

The size of my dick

I know that you want it,

Hard from behind,

Just tell me when and where,

'cos I really don't mind

(her)

So you turn up an hour late,

Stinking of booze

You reek of of BO,

And theres shit on your shoes

Do you believe I'm that easy,

A right easy lay

I actually have standards,

And your so far away

Yes I know what the site's for,

I've had many meets

They have all impressed me,

And some soiled my sheets

There's just one little niggle,

At the back of my brain

If I don't get it tonight,

when will the chance come again ?

As I said I'm not desperate,

But curiosity arouses

And I really want to see,

What is hid in your trousers

Sucked it for half hour,

And you've got brewers droop

You ask me am I happy ?

Yeah I'm fucking cock a hoop

Ooo, er... a late entry.

Thank you for sharing.

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By *he_original_poloWoman
over a year ago

a Primark shoebox in Leicester

May I suggest some form of formal confirmation being sent to the winners in future...... I would have missed a gloating opportunity had this not been bumped

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By *icketysplits OP Woman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

"May I suggest some form of formal confirmation being sent to the winners in future...... I would have missed a gloating opportunity had this not been bumped

I do apologise, I really would have sent a formal, personalised award letter but I was in a very twee cafe in Lyme Regis with intermittent signal and little battery.

Please do gloat. You received special mentions from the judgely huddle.

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By *he_original_poloWoman
over a year ago

a Primark shoebox in Leicester

"May I suggest some form of formal confirmation being sent to the winners in future...... I would have missed a gloating opportunity had this not been bumped

I do apologise, I really would have sent a formal, personalised award letter but I was in a very twee cafe in Lyme Regis with intermittent signal and little battery.

Please do gloat. You received special mentions from the judgely huddle."

I'll limit my gloating until the record deal with Calvin Harris is signed.... he seems to think 'Put Some Knickers On You Head' will need a second verse if we are to get Rihanna to feature on the dirty grim dubstep remix.

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