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My poem about Tits!

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

Roses are tits, violets are tits, I like tits.. Tits!

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

How romantic

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

P.S. Great butt cheeks

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

Wordsworth is weeping in envy

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


"How romantic "

Isn't it great!.. Do I win a prize?

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By *icecouple561Couple
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over a year ago

East Sussex

I think we have found our next poet laureate. The refined economy of words and almost sonnet like perfection made me weep.

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


"I think we have found our next poet laureate. The refined economy of words and almost sonnet like perfection made me weep. "

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


"P.S. Great butt cheeks "

Oh, they are superb butt cheeks

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

To see the tits in a grain of sand, and to see tits in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hands, and eternity in an hour.

No bird soars too high if she soars with her own tits.

If the tits of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.

A truth that's told with bad intent Beats all the tits you can invent.

You never know what size is enough unless you know what is more than enough.

The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and has tits on his mind.

I must create a system, or be enslaved by a Woman's tits. I will not reason and compare: my business is tits.

I was angry with my friend: HIs Woman had big tits, I told my wrath, my wrath did end. Until she showed me her tits: I sucked them hard, my cock did grow.

Love the tits not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another tit gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.

He who binds to himself a joy of tits, Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the tit as it flies Lives in eternity's sun rise.

William Blake

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By *ouple in LancashireCouple
over a year ago

in Lancashire

Tits are wonderful, tits are great..

especially when they wobble like jelly on a plate..

i'll get me coat..

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By *icecouple561Couple
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over a year ago

East Sussex

I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a tit.

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


"Tits are wonderful, tits are great..

especially when they wobble like jelly on a plate..

i'll get me coat.. "

Bwahahahah - yoinking that one!

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


"To see the tits in a grain of sand, and to see tits in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hands, and eternity in an hour.

No bird soars too high if she soars with her own tits.

If the tits of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.

A truth that's told with bad intent Beats all the tits you can invent.

You never know what size is enough unless you know what is more than enough.

The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and has tits on his mind.

I must create a system, or be enslaved by a Woman's tits. I will not reason and compare: my business is tits.

I was angry with my friend: HIs Woman had big tits, I told my wrath, my wrath did end. Until she showed me her tits: I sucked them hard, my cock did grow.

Love the tits not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another tit gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.

He who binds to himself a joy of tits, Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the tit as it flies Lives in eternity's sun rise.

William Blake

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Sounds like he was well stoned

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


"How romantic

Isn't it great!.. Do I win a prize?"

You get to sit on my lap

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

Fuck me I love poetry

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