Toyli - Hello Poetry

William and Wilhelmina smashed their necks together like big, dumb giraffes. It was hot, like the Sahara and her mascara ran. He sweated right out of his ****** They rutted and nutted, then drank from each other’s watering holes.

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Sep 7, 2020

Sep 7, 2020 at 4:50 PM UTC

Wildlife

William and Wilhelmina smashed their necks together like big, dumb giraffes. It was hot, like the Sahara and her mascara ran. He sweated right out of his ****** They rutted and nutted, then drank from each other’s watering holes.

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Someone new came along and came along and came and came and came and then it fizzled out like a dodgy firework. Shame really.

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Jun 6, 2020

Jun 6, 2020 at 10:19 AM UTC

Someone New

Someone new came along and came along and came and came and came and then it fizzled out like a dodgy firework. Shame really.

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Does this poem have *** appeal? Oh don’t you know it. It’s got green eyes, dark hair, and a jawline that’s stoic. It’s thickly bearded, and has a good dress sense, audaciously flirtatious, and knows self-defence. This poem’s got thick muscly arms which look good holding babies, and skilful, strong hands which look soft for the ladies. This poem smells good even after the gym, with a gorgeous deep voice and gorgeous smooth skin. It wears tight jeans which show off its dic– tion is good, so you can hear what it’s saying. But this poem has a boyfriend— I know, how dismaying.

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Jun 6, 2020

Jun 6, 2020 at 10:14 AM UTC

*** Appeal

Does this poem have *** appeal? Oh don’t you know it. It’s got green eyes, dark hair, and a jawline that’s stoic. It’s thickly bearded, and has a good dress sense, audaciously flirtatious, and knows self-defence. This poem’s got thick muscly arms which look good holding babies, and skilful, strong hands which look soft for the ladies. This poem smells good even after the gym, with a gorgeous deep voice and gorgeous smooth skin. It wears tight jeans which show off its dic– tion is good, so you can hear what it’s saying. But this poem has a boyfriend— I know, how dismaying.

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If you were to stab a poet with intent to really hurt, would you be at all surprised when blood begins to spurt? You wouldn’t see a drop of ink, that’s not what’s in their veins despite what teenage “poets” say with their undeveloped brains.

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Jun 5, 2020

Jun 5, 2020 at 1:59 PM UTC

We Do Not Bleed Ink

If you were to stab a poet with intent to really hurt, would you be at all surprised when blood begins to spurt? You wouldn’t see a drop of ink, that’s not what’s in their veins despite what teenage “poets” say with their undeveloped brains.

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He gave her ****** a battering, her stomach a splattering, then left, how flattering.

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May 19, 2020

May 19, 2020 at 2:03 PM UTC

Hammered

He gave her ****** a battering, her stomach a splattering, then left, how flattering.

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I’d drive down winding mountain roads in the dead of night. I’d take an underwater cruise in a sub that’s not airtight. I’d be a beekeeper for a while but never wear a suit. I’d listen to a nine-year-old, try to play the flute. I’d watch the emoji movie in a room with all my exes. I’d catch a flight to Idaho and ******* hop to Texas. I hope you never see this list 'cus it consists of stuff I’d do to give myself some time alone or just away from you.

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May 18, 2020

May 18, 2020 at 3:07 PM UTC

Space

I’d drive down winding mountain roads in the dead of night. I’d take an underwater cruise in a sub that’s not airtight. I’d be a beekeeper for a while but never wear a suit. I’d listen to a nine-year-old, try to play the flute. I’d watch the emoji movie in a room with all my exes. I’d catch a flight to Idaho and ******* hop to Texas. I hope you never see this list 'cus it consists of stuff I’d do to give myself some time alone or just away from you.

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Beneath the surface, Russell had always felt worthless. When finally he gave up his search for purpose, he bought, lit, and chucked himself in a furnace.

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May 18, 2020

May 18, 2020 at 3:00 PM UTC

Soul Search

Beneath the surface, Russell had always felt worthless. When finally he gave up his search for purpose, he bought, lit, and chucked himself in a furnace.

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He threw her down to **** her good. He aimed to give her all he could. He pinned her legs above her head. He ****** so hard it rocked the bed. He pulled her up and flipped her over. He climbed back on, kicked off his loafers. He yanked her hair a bit too hard. And she revoked his library card.

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May 18, 2020

May 18, 2020 at 2:57 PM UTC

Tad Too Much

He threw her down to **** her good. He aimed to give her all he could. He pinned her legs above her head. He ****** so hard it rocked the bed. He pulled her up and flipped her over. He climbed back on, kicked off his loafers. He yanked her hair a bit too hard. And she revoked his library card.

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Dougie wept because his zip-off chiffon sleeves had blown away in a strong gust of wind that issued from a nearby kebab shop. Don’t cry for him, though. He knicked ‘em from a mad old woman.

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May 10, 2020

May 10, 2020 at 9:15 PM UTC

Chiffon

Dougie wept because his zip-off chiffon sleeves had blown away in a strong gust of wind that issued from a nearby kebab shop. Don’t cry for him, though. He knicked ‘em from a mad old woman.

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As first dates go, 'not bad', thought Joe as his hips ****** to and fro. His date’s bed rocked ‘til his date’s heart popped and the fun then quickly stopped.

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May 9, 2020

May 9, 2020 at 4:09 PM UTC

First Date

As first dates go, 'not bad', thought Joe as his hips ****** to and fro. His date’s bed rocked ‘til his date’s heart popped and the fun then quickly stopped.

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