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It’s perfect, Ryan!Had he kept his mind
on his chores, he might not have
gotten the cooties,
might not have gone through
those doors with a bevy of
Brazilian beauties.
Perfect Ryan and perfect M! Great start to my day. Now I'm off to bake and do some grocery shopping.
Thanks, M - great continuation! Thanks, Guy :) Very nice, Belly.Eyes closed, fingers crossed
twice. A gamblin' man knows when
he rolls loaded dice.
A roll of the dice!See what they summon--a roar
of furnace fires,
a fanged serpent, a
tall woman. And they’re hell on
pneumatic tires.
M, have you heard from Al at all today?
These images are really clear, Ellis! I particularly like “sharp / as a razor rusts.”Something told him he
shouldn’t retrieve the ace that
waited up his sleeve,
that it might not be
wise to surprise the woman
with the reptile eyes.
Excellent, Ryan, Belly, M, Ellis! Great start to my work day. Have fun, everyone!
His side splitting, heran from those thugs, head pounding,
and dead on his feet;
down a back alley
he dodged their slugs, then hid on
crowded Bourbon Street.
The moribund catwatched the man's sides splitting hairs
like philosophers.
The old alley cat
saw he was beyond the cares
his bourbon confers.
Great fun Ellis! ...the criminally insane feed/the terminally ill... grabs my attention. What a great line.
when sanity diesthe death of a thousand cuts
potatoes are couched
Such an awful deathto die! In the end, who of
us can reason why
we must supersize
the fry? “Would you,” the blonde smiles,
“like an apple pie?”
WunCan the toucaneats apple pies faster than
I can or you can
Haha, thanks, M. I think it's ordinary, but I was still laughing at your sharp witted humour when I wrote it and it was all I could do :)
But you edited your use of 'can can' and rendered it less of a follow on :)
These are both very funny, very clever, very sharp!
Now for something completely silly!The won ton can can
Pie danced like an Egyptian
Eating canned flan flan.
Hahahahaha, gold! How I've missed the haiku thread :)
I'd read M's original too, which made your continuation that much sharper. It's still excellent however. M, why the edit?
Al! Please, no dying! Especially over some silly little pre-packaged, overly salted Haiku.The old Egyptian
was found sitting on the can
wrapped up in Charmin.
Amidst the tootin'and Charmin, a king was born
named Tutankhamen
Yummy, yummy, thecrummy mummy doesn’t have
love in his tummy.
They hired a druid
to put some romance in the
embalming fluid.
Excellent Belly! And a great creative continuation, M.Fee, fie,foe, fummy,
The novice druid's fluids
were foul and gummy.
Why? These are funny! And as Belly stated, mummies aren't scary anymore! Good night!
Thank you, Guy!The druid, quickly
arrested for wrecking the
mummy exhibit,
cursed M with old runes
for drecking (which writers should
try to inhibit).
When he read the faintinscription, he had a near-
fatal conniption:
“One of the Pharaohs
I am who in days of old
sang with Sam the Sham.”
Fantastic, M. Brilliant, Guy. So very clever :)
I’m just chuckling away. Belly, this is delightful!
Delightful Belly! Great subtly and with such a deft hand.
How she lies by thepool when she suns isn’t lost
in zeros and ones.
Too funny, M! That has me chuckling away. Well done!
Tanned thighs, devoid offinery - better felt than
viewed in binary...
Great one, Ryan! Hmm. This may prove a dangerous road to go down.Thighs of women of
many lands he’d parted in
rooms and on beach sands.
Not one to denyhis vices, he travelled far
for herbs and spices
For women he sighs,so fine dines them with wine and
the dream of fine thighs.
dream of fine things, lovetransparent as wet stockings
murmuring rivers
Thank you M. You have revealed again your delight in women's smooth long legs. LoL!Her fish net stockings
felt right at home in the cool
water's languid breath.
When the shadows fellat seven, she waited at
the gates of heaven,
in the strange ambers
of summer’s dregs, and sighed and
stretched her long, smooth legs.
Burt recognized them
at once as those that had lured
him with fishnet hose.
Languidly, she sipped
cognac, her smoldering eyes
inviting him back.
Fire flaming up,he fell to the ground in pain.
A second woman.
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(proclaimed with mirth) cooties shall
inherit the Earth.
sorry-that's all I've got ;D