~ Spectral Legends and Abortions~

[Stanley Brown]

We travel on the wings of night where phthisic vestals play,
And where pantoms dance by moons pale light to have it away
Thus we drink copious of life's quintessance we we drain its goblet dry
On nebulus winged hood olympionate we gaily fly!

We feast at Eros` dining table a spectral legend dressed opaque
As we spread our legs erotic love backwards to butchly make
Methinks we take of oblivious sweet fragrancies to permeate,
Climaxing with faculties now dispossed of perpetual rhymic transitional motions,
And we revel in tempestuous fervour with uncontrolled abortions.

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O yay verily bit she is perfections facimile of ether
And of pulchritudinous ether is she born!
Gainsay it not for she hath pulchritude personifed
And it a winsome prayer already to early morn!
Her scintillating presence is a fascination vacillation
And her enchantment beguiles my aged loins to vacuous fascination
And my insatiable proclivity cannot by satisfaction bequelled
As I her cavities sniff and am by her smelled.

Thank you - Stanley Brown

[spamheid]

I think you've been on the cooking sherry again.

[montez]

I'm sick of reading this FUCKING DRIVEL, I'm ferkin orf!
Please lern how 2 spel Stan!
Thank you.
Robin.

[spamheid]

If this is poetry, I'm Mad Mental Jockie McHaggis of the Haggises from GlenMcHaggis.

Oh make love roughly, there goes my anonymity. I'll need to trauchle aff and get ma sporran rehpholstered doon the Glen.

[Edna Sweetlove]

You have to forgive Stan. He's a retard.

[Stanley Brown]

I know its you're website, Ms Sweetlove, but that is a terrible thing to say, especially since my brother was sectioned shortly before he passed on. Thankyou. Stanley.