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message 7101: by Guy (last edited May 28, 2015 10:04PM) (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments All were fast asleep
In a common dream of sheep
Being put to sleep
With the wind of preachy truth
From a dais in pasture.


message 7102: by Ryan (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments The sheep turned pink, the
Sabbath black; the preacher's wind
smelled strongly of Jack.


message 7103: by Julie (new)

Julie Grenness | 137 comments From Julie:

Jack or Jim? No doubt,
SHHH! it was all about sex and
Kittens, don't tell Vets!


message 7104: by Nadia (new)

Nadia | 690 comments Veterinarian
stalks its oblivious prey
snatching poor kittens


message 7105: by Julie (new)

Julie Grenness | 137 comments From Julie:

Kittens lost mittens,
Pussycats went to London,
to see the queenie.


message 7106: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments It was in London
That the kitties saw Aunties
Bluffing in panties.


message 7107: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments In Prague, Rome, Paris,
and London, Beulah’s garments
were quickly undone.


message 7108: by Ryan (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments One night in Paris
Beulah dined at the Hilton,
gasping, when in Rome.


message 7109: by M (last edited May 30, 2015 07:33AM) (new)

M | 11617 comments (The first reply I wrote is too X-rated to post.)


Beulah’s appetite,
soon fable, oft was sated
under the table.


message 7110: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments :-)


message 7111: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments To be under her
Was a spell the few would get,
And fewer could leave.


message 7112: by Julie (new)

Julie Grenness | 137 comments From Julie:

Her best school subject
Was Spelling, undercover
Witches' department.


message 7113: by Guy (last edited May 30, 2015 08:53PM) (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments [LOL! Very clever play!]


Her spelling practice,
Which she learned from the wrong witch,
Left her class a twitch.


message 7114: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments With Mitch came the glitch:
an itch to find out which witch
had caused him to twitch.


message 7115: by Julie (new)

Julie Grenness | 137 comments From Julie:

The witches' huddle,
Caused him endless trouble,as
Malady lingered.


message 7116: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments We studied him, fazed.
His malady left him crazed,
tuneful, ballady.


message 7117: by Nadia (new)

Nadia | 690 comments remedy is near
A certain panacea
will cure all your ills

Its all yours today
Just one small price you must pay
Your soul for my pills


message 7118: by M (last edited Jun 02, 2015 08:46AM) (new)

M | 11617 comments The moor hag’s bottles
of pills once left men writhing
with blisters and chills.

A storm-wrecked tavern
by the sea was her death house
and dispensary.


message 7119: by Julie (new)

Julie Grenness | 137 comments From Julie:

Dispensation,witch
Drug Peddling, became healing
Apothecary.


message 7120: by Nadia (new)

Nadia | 690 comments Pharmaceuticals,
if you don't mind being sick,
work magic for you.


message 7121: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments There is a magic
In being fully alive
Until you are not.


message 7122: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments Alver’s magic tricks
fell flat till Playboy bunnies
leapt out of his hat.


message 7123: by Ryan (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments Playboy bunnies, trim
and tight; a magical show -
not a hare in sight.


message 7124: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments LOL!


message 7125: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments The hare removal
was smoothly done. Not a hare-
lip. Nair-y a one.


message 7126: by Ryan (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments Brilliant, M :)


message 7127: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments Thank you, Ryan and Alex! Ryan’s #8579 started my morning off with laughter.


message 7128: by Nadia (new)

Nadia | 690 comments Clean shaven facade,
coy smile hiding deceit
Two truths and a lie

But which one is which
You can trust I'm good, I'm right
the lie hides inside


message 7129: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments He slouched, sunken eyed,
sallow, craven; nor was he
at all clean shaven.


message 7130: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments The craven raven
Was mistaken for heaven
On a bad hair day.


message 7131: by M (last edited Jun 04, 2015 05:41AM) (new)

M | 11617 comments Ruffled, the raven
sought a maven of ills sown
by the unshaven.


message 7132: by Guy (last edited Jun 05, 2015 09:32AM) (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments Craven, the muffled,
was shavin' his maven,
his raven and me.


message 7133: by [deleted user] (new)

He reaped a duster
for sowing a feather so
thin, lacking luster.


message 7134: by Julie (new)

Julie Grenness | 137 comments From Julie:
"When feathers appear,
Angels are near." Finally,
Guardian drew near.


message 7135: by Gretchen (new)

Gretchen Guerrettaz (gretchiepoo24) | 44 comments I leaped with joy and
ran into the bright, white, light
fears were left behind


message 7136: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments Left behind, his dread,
his fears, and the outdoor grill
he had bought at Sears.


message 7137: by Gretchen (new)

Gretchen Guerrettaz (gretchiepoo24) | 44 comments His Biggest regret
was leaving the grill behind
not his snooty wife


message 7138: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments A freak accident
had brought him here. Somehow, he’d
escaped her at last!

Rank, rotund, swilling
a beer, she arrived in hell
with a furnace blast.


message 7139: by Connie (new)

Connie D. | 656 comments Her head giving twist
she viewed the abyss and said
"What fresh hell is this?"

"This is no creche Babe,
here you are my slave, so take
this razor AND SHAVE."


message 7140: by M (last edited Jun 07, 2015 04:24PM) (new)

M | 11617 comments She shaved her legs,
which took awhile, and nothing
seemed to amaze her--

not smoke, nor demons
who came to file the blade sharp
on her dulled razor.


message 7141: by Julie (new)

Julie Grenness | 137 comments From Julie:

She was the meaning
of his life, no trouble, a
gorilla for wife!


message 7142: by Neal (new)

Neal Syrette | 80 comments Waving through ripple
A ceaseless wind never tires
Flowing ever on.


message 7143: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments The potato chips
flow from a bottomless bag
into empty legs.


message 7144: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments I didn’t see yours, Guy! This was an attempt to follow Neal’s.


Hers were last summer’s
rain-streaked rhymes, of June’s fireflies,
a porch’s windchimes.


message 7145: by [deleted user] (new)

She danced with grace to
a cricket's lullabies, her
midsummer night dream.


message 7146: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments That summer left us
with a tan and some novels
penned by Leslie Anne.


message 7147: by Ryan (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments Haha! Very good :)


message 7148: by [deleted user] (new)

Hehehe thank you, M! :)

Twisted fairytales
she wrote, of kings and queens, the
Pepsi and the Coke.

Sorry :)


message 7149: by Julie (new)

Julie Grenness | 137 comments From Julie:

The King was a ghouly
old soul, the queen carried on
Normal as always!


message 7150: by Julie (new)

Julie Grenness | 137 comments From Julie:

The King was a ghouly
Old soul, the queen carried on
Normal as always!


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