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I'm shackled in your silver lining that we'll eventually get to good fight...or three! Just have to sit through a vagina monologue to get there!!!

If it's not the cats, themselves... they know!

Another golden nugget layed...umber like the setting sun with a hint of stormy weather. Enjoying molto🧡

Hey hey, Mart'ay! Sooo happy you picked up what I was throwing down! You're awesomesauce💯 Religion is one of those funny round holes I've always struggled ramming my square peg into. Poetry is my safe place to meld religious reverence and cock-in-cheekiness into a happy slappy indulgence. Be sappy!

Hahahaha 🤣... you're a right crackenheimer! No worries, I always try giving as good as received! Sending SmileS, from me to you...straight from the lips I lather!

Isolation sucks bollocks, but as numbers improve it seems safer to poke a toe out here and there. I can only pray another wave doesn’t come along to bite us in the ass…hind’s site only seems to see once the milk’s done been spilt and clogging up the works. On bright side, Spring has sprung, rainbows are hung and ma pot’s a Gold ‘n umber. 😳

Gosh, this isolation has been so damaging to so many people and on so many levels! Sometimes feels like the mountain is above us. Your bit of poignancy gave me thought: Mirrors on the wall Wallow me in company O sole mío Be well and SmilE 🌞

If it wasn’t for pain, Man wouldn’t know pleasure From tip to toes, and tits in-betwixt Rita’s his schtick, For which there’s no measure I think the $10 charge is more a benchmark for Rick’s own self worth in a real dollars and sense sorta way. The fact the lady wants a receipt for chump change is the real irony of it all. I mean, HELLO! just chatting up a plumber in a bar can get expensive… by night’s end, you’ll surely be spent!

HaHaHa... Yikes is right! I'm feeling a powerful urge to lotion just looking at that thing!

His wolf seems wise, if a little raw between the edges, but Brandon is thinking too much like a human. I'm guessing that you'll be traipsing through your own path a might to get them where they need to be.

When the mister's away...man's gotta play!

Hey HT, First, I love your voice and the smart ways you lead us through your interpretations. Really super stuff! But…. There’s always a but, right?!? Gassy…? Hmmm, sometimes, depends on the spelling? What can I say, I’m neurotic (SURPRISE!)…and horribly claustrophobic. The mere idea of being stuck on that damn train was killing me! Like a cheese grater chaffing at my ass kinda killing me! Honestly? The only tight space I can handle for any length of time is the one betwixt the cheeks of ma mister’s toothless grin. And even that, I’m in and out at a pretty fast clip. I’m also antsy,….and, well, anal of course! On to making myself pretty! Looking forward to your next installment….and getting off! The train…getting off THE TRAIN!

Ah, yes! Plot thickens as cauldron's stirred... A witch's tea is brewing.

Just like turmoil below the placid lake, so is there light in darkest dark.

Lycan shooting lycan with SILVER?!? That's some treasonous schtuff if I ever did read!! Seems Arric has let the wolves rule the den! He should take a chapter from Cyn in keeping better council with his own wolf... Shea: Mom, I'm in love with a deer Mom: Oh Dear...a deer?!? We must have him for dinner!

Well shit me a crick, but don't some rivers run deep! Much like the moods shrouding your tale. Looks like it's time to roll up ma sleeve and dig through some slop...grasping for light that's drowned in dark. Beautiful poem hid betwixt your prose...enjoyed molto!

After all that silliness from before, I think a bit of cock-in-cheekiness is the order for today! It's an idea I've writ in a couple different forms. First is 17-sylable Senryu format and the other a more traditional long form poem. I was originally going to add some visuals to my poem, as it's what I like to do. However, I guess it's not easily formatted, and was asked to skip. I'll try to figure out how to add to some sort of gallery, if it's something people seem interested in seeing.

Poor Dave, stuck at home AND with a girl to boot...eww! What's a boy to do with only pie for supping and NO MEAT to eat! Can't having any pudding, if you don't eat your meat! No worries they never made it to NY yet...it's the journey that counts! And what a journey it's been! Awesomesauce!

Hey Parker👋 Aren't you the sweetest thing with your shy lil smile...is that lip balm I smell? Thief that I am, you best be careful! When it comes to SmileS, I can be a might sticky fingered😉

Hi 👋 Love, Love LOVE this! I'll be back to get caught up...and comment! Super smart bit of writing... YUMMY 😋

Hi 👋 Thank you, thank you and Congratulations!! Pleased as punch you're my first SmilE! Plucked it right off your lips... It's mine now, can't have it back! So called terrifying image is my surrealistic vision of the lil castrato warming his vibrato for another go at me timber! You think that's scary, I have a flashing vag gif two pints past a bloody mess. Perhaps I'll dust it off, along with appropriate limerick for future posting. I popped over to take a peak at your story, and bow to your wordsmithstressness(?). Smart prose makes me horny...sooooo 🔥!