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Kizzy
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 Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 8:11 pm |
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Joined: Sat Dec 17, 2011 2:40 pm
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Christmas Writings
I've waited as long as an elephant's trunk
But time has stretched like chewed skin
Nobody gives wandering about in here
And silence makes me awake inside and out
He's not on journey here and I yawn wide
Fire grows up as high as four big twelves
Still he keeps far away with other things
Too busy for bringing any wants or fancy
Now I sleep with one orb afloat and blinking
Then nothing with bits of black strides across
Secret walking goes on while sleep gets done
So things strewn all over that I didn't know
Openings come and too bright outsides come in
I stare about with all fun jumping silly around
Bringings are good for the spheres to feast on
Smiles of a thousand witches cover my looking
Thankings are all lively and happy arms hold tight
Day fills with stomach contents and plates of empty
Licking mouth flaps with laughs and resting after
Floor covers with snores and grunting enough loud
All sit later while dark gets in through wall holes
Smiling like tomorrow wouldn't have a day again
Together clumped and warm with people that love
Such happenings were never mine but now are good
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PhilomenaAquitaine
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 10:01 am |
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Joined: Sun Jun 05, 2011 1:54 pm
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Location: Looking pretty behind the bar at Holme's Tavern
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I like this, it is very visual.
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KaraJarina
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 3:16 am |
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Joined: Sun Feb 08, 2009 5:12 pm
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Location: Grimney Tourist Information
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I like that too. It's strange and unique. Nice face by the way. Welcome to Grimney strange one.  x
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Kizzy
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 10:04 am |
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Joined: Sat Dec 17, 2011 2:40 pm
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I thank your observing for the insides of this. Your orbs have grateful from me for sending the thinks to your squidge. I also plant my own orbs on your features and smell this squidge - so tasty in broil of broth. Not allowed though. Tanza moaning, moaning, moaning. Then more, like nothing ends it. Ear flaps can't even shut it to rest my awake. Enough loud her grunts. Too enough! No feeds for me when the humes walk near. Just end parts of old repast. See my bulk gone far to near. Pretty looks, but hungry, starving, waiting for death so feast can begin. I fear my sharps will fall to ground if mastication isn't soon. What worth they are without using. Four big twelves and still no banquet of theives or murderers. Sighing now - 'til sleep gets me.
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RobertDevlin
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 12:03 am |
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Joined: Mon Mar 30, 2009 1:34 pm
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Location: Grimney pussy, who smokes cigars and likes art galleries.
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I love that very weird ramble. Extraordinary. I am in love! Run away with me? I'd be the cat that got the cream!
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Kizzy
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 10:36 am |
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Ah, yes, lovings more to you too. Great growings of hair on your front and foremost head part. This proves possible throes of irritation. I look more for a balder beast to be smooth or slippery. Scales, too, make my mouth flaps curl up each side to lick lips before savouring. Oh dear, more wishings of death come upon my mangled squidge. Gnawing chairs when first rose from blankets and feather sacks. Dreams crammed full of humes raw and ready. Now, sit grumpy with eyes red as luscious blood pools. Promised big fat man for last dinner at shack. Promised day just gone for that too, but not getting. Promised again though. Hard to catch is told to me in excuses that last more than I know is long. Don't know why. Fat running surely makes fast snaring. Easy no? Spell cast to stop own hunting - or you be plucked and filling cheeks right now. Tanza calls. Fat man might be on the stew. Not smelling though. Again with end parts I feel. Sigh.
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Zandrok
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 3:13 pm |
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Joined: Sat Jan 07, 2012 10:40 am
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Location: Hell's Crossing
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Hell's TEETH Kizzy! What has happened to you? Where are all your fatty lumps and what are you talking about? Only the women I mate with are supposed to go completely mad! Not the offspring that is produced! You really are quite mad aren't you?
Who is this CAT!? Why are you trying to mate with a cat now? Eat it and get rid! I'll eat it for you if you like!
Where are you going? Come back here girl! Your uncle is on the prowl. Come back!!
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RobertDevlin
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 7:45 pm |
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Joined: Mon Mar 30, 2009 1:34 pm
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Location: Grimney pussy, who smokes cigars and likes art galleries.
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I am Robert Devlin.  Tanza ate me once, but I gave her fur balls. Kizzy is lovely isn't she? I plan to elope with her. I am very good natured. I write poetry. It is a pleasure to meet you.
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Kizzy
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 10:04 pm |
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Wow. Many reds fill cheeks. Wonders of guts wanting other guts near. Confusing churnings. Many frights get me now. Never had playings with furry skins. Maybe Tanza bored to scoff fiance down whole. Needing bottom scratch?? Nails sharp to scrape and tear and rip to... OH dear. Maybe might scoff fiance myself if not enough caring goes on.
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