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Fumbletongue Oct 2017
Splish, Splash
watch us dash.
Jump up come down
Goodbye frown
Freckled clothes of wet
No Sun don't come yet!
Rain, rain, come again
Refill my playground
Fumbletongue Oct 2017
I'll blow a bubble around you
and you'll float away
then you'll be out of my hair
for the rest of the day

Don't try to stop me
Im warning you
I have a new gun
called the zuber-de-****

It may sputter and spink
it may weight a ton
but who cares as long
as it gets the job done.
Fumbletongue Oct 2017
I had just settled in for a nice hot soak.
I slid into the bubbles and opened my coke.
when what to my wondering ears did I hear
but a small playful voice drawing near.

When around the door I saw him appear
I knew in a moment that it was my Dear.
Quickly he approached me only to say
The kids have poopies and need changed straight away.

He stood there smiling with his eyebrow raised
I laughed and sat completely unfazed.
The moments between us were quiet and tense
I was waiting to see what was his defense

It felt like forever but only seconds had passed
When I knew that I would have to get out of my bath
Slowly I stood, shivering and cold
Wanting to put him in a choke hold

I climbed the stairs, naked and wet
Knowing this night, I will never forget.
The morale of the story lies herein
Check on the kids before I begin.
Fumbletongue Oct 2017
There once was a boy named Sam.
Who fell deeply in love with Pam.
He bought her a rose,
She sniffed it with her nose
Then popped it in her mouth with her hand.

She chewed it up real nice.
her eyes rolled around like dice.
"I feel very blessed
But I must confess,
The white ones have more spice."
Mister J Sep 2017
My dreams are whimsical tastes of happiness
Dreams of holding hands while walking in the cold evenings
Dreams of a perfect life with no signs of loneliness
Dreams of you sleeping in my arms in the warm mornings

My dreams involve every inch of your being
Dreams of your tight embrace and addictive kisses
Dreams of your warm breath while sleeping in cold nights
Dreams of being with you all my life, basking in your light

My dream is you and you alone
Without you in my arms is a nightmare
A nightmare that I pray never comes
A nightmare that I hope doesn't become reality

A life without your love is a nightmare
That I pray I don't wake up to one morning
Seema Aug 2017
Walking past a lonely rivulet
I heard someone call
Upon the swerving sceneries
It became louder near the fall

I paced up to find out
What could it possibly be?
I nearly fell for the shout
But there was no one except me

As I turned to go, I heard it again
My eyes searching desperately
For that one repeated call
And was stunned unexpectedly

A beautiful bird, so enchanting
On a branch, looking quite mystical
Chirping loudly "I need you"
I was taken back by whimsical

Clear as a human pitch noise
Each call sounded "I need you"
It was just a birds voice
I need you, I need you...


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