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CHILL OUT

Play it cool,

Chill out!

Calm down and

Don't bug out!

Drop the gun,

Don't shout!

Let me find you

Some hideout.

Let me look for

A layout.

You're in the pits,

Don't conk out!

Let me do the trick,

Let's not be on the outs:

I know how to scrounge around.

You bet I know ins and outs.

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รักแท้หาใช่ครอบครอง หากแค่สนองใจไฝ่หา

ของยอดรักสุดใจที่ไคว่คว้า ให้เธอได้พบพาสุข สมฤทัย

แต่หากเธอสิ้นเยื่อไยรักให้กัน ได้ไปไกลห่างฉันแล้วสุขใจ

ได้พบพานความต้องการครั้งใหม่ ฉันก็ยอมปล่อยเธอไปแต่โดยดี

To love is not to possesses

To love is to grant your lover a freedom

To do what i found greatest

Even dump me , if it can make u satisfied

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Look in to my eyes

talk to me

open up your life

share with me

Don't keep hurt me like a knife

Don't hide from me

i can't stand to survive

plz don't leave me

All of u r and will be

i can accept

Just give me your empty heart

for me to stay

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I Wanted Her

She crouched down, almost squatting

To stroke a small dog in the park

As she did her full buttocks

Strained the fabric of her shorts

And I wanted her

When she stood up

She threw back her hair from her face

As she did the sunlight caught

The fine blonde strands

And I wanted her

She reached behind her head

To tie back her loose hair

Which pushed her breasts tightly

Against her cotton shirt

And I wanted her

She saw me looking at her

And smiled at me coyly

Then she waved to me, smiling

And I wanted her

Luckily she was my wife

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May I Feel Said He

By E. E. Cummings

may i feel said he

(i'll squeal said she

just once said he)

it's fun said she

(may i touch said he

how much said she

a lot said he)

why not said she

(let's go said he

not too far said she

what's too far said he

where you are said she)

may i stay said he

which way said she

like this said he

if you kiss said she

may i move said he

is it love said she)

if you're willing said he

(but you're killing said she

but it's life said he

but your wife said she

now said he)

ow said she

(tiptop said he

don't stop said she

oh no said he)

go slow said she

(cccome?said he

ummm said she)

you're divine!said he

(you are Mine said she)

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The Wombat’s Valentine

A wombat sang up to the moon, he sang a plaintive air,

Oh where is she who lights my way with her golden yellow hair?

Oh where has gone her long-lashed gaze and her smile so wide and bright?

Until she takes her pearly teeth and soaks them for the night?

I miss the sound of tiny feet, the tap-tap of her cane,

The snuffle of her guide-dog, Bert, when they come home again,

I want to feel the oaken smooth of her shapely wooden leg,

The gurgle of her draught of beer, that she slugs straight from the keg.

Oh lovely Edna, fairy maid, come home, come home to me,

I miss your wig, your shoulder brace, the way you suck your tea,

So come back on the morning tide, come back and please be mine,

I long to hear your Zimmer frame, please be my Valentine.

(Max Scratchmann)

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Oh lovely Iain, fairy maid, come home, come home to me,

I miss your wig, your shoulder brace, the way you suck your tea,

So come back on the morning tide, come back and please be mine,

I long to hear your Zimmer frame, please be my Valentine.

lol 5555555555555

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Well I fell into prison about a quarter till three

Where I found in my cell a glass waiting for me

So I filled what was empty and I pulled up a stool

But he stood in the corner, the old devil wouldn't move

He said, "You drink when you're lonely." No I drink when I want!

He said, "You'll never be sober." Sure. Why would I want that?

I only drink to be merry but unfortunately

I'm in the wrong prison cell and the wrong company

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The Bawdy Ballad Of Hester Haines

Hester Haines, the Dyke of Staines, f**ked three girls one night,

Gemma Small and Tanya Ball, and Cynthia Stevenson-Wright.

She met them on the chip shop steps and said, How do, me dears,

I am the one they warned about, the sum of all their fears.

But Gemma Small and Tanya Ball, and Cynthia Stevenson-Wright,

Said Hester Haines, the Dyke of Staines, we will be yours tonight.

They went behind the gasworks wall and dropped their knickers down,

But Hester Haines, the Dyke of Staines, surveyed them with a frown.

This Brazilian Wax must get the axe, and landing strips are banned,

But since you’re here, please have no fear, you’ll have the night you planned.

The Tale Of Mavis Davis And Her Son, Sid

Mavis Davis, worked for Avis, in the packing shed,

Met a plumber, name of Bummer, took him to her bed.

Had a baby, was no maybe, that kid was there to stay,

But the plumber, name of Bummer, upped and ran away.

So Mavis Davis, her of Avis, bought a wedding ring,

Told the kid, whose name was Sid, his father was a king.

Sid grew up and won a cup, for knitting his own sweater,

One day in May he said, I’m gay, I wish I could be better.

Sid my son, my current bun, it matters not one jot,

Gay or straight, I have no hate, for you, my tiny tot.

So Mave and Sid did place a bid, for a house boat on Ebay,

They paid Paypal, that boy and gal, and moved on it to stay.

But then the plumber, name of Bummer, showed up, said, I’m your dad,

But they shot him down, without a frown, we don’t like you, you’re bad.

(Max Scratchmann again)

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The Bawdy Ballad Of Hester Haines

Hester Haines, the Dyke of Staines, f**ked three girls one night,

Gemma Small and Tanya Ball, and Cynthia Stevenson-Wright.

She met them on the chip shop steps and said, How do, me dears,

I am the one they warned about, the sum of all their fears.

But Gemma Small and Tanya Ball, and Cynthia Stevenson-Wright,

Said Hester Haines, the Dyke of Staines, we will be yours tonight.

They went behind the gasworks wall and dropped their knickers down,

But Hester Haines, the Dyke of Staines, surveyed them with a frown.

This Brazilian Wax must get the axe, and landing strips are banned,

But since you’re here, please have no fear, you’ll have the night you planned.

i like this one, it's too awesome for me, thx p' Iain :)

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I'd like to scuttle your puttle

Spiddle your paddle

Tickle your wickle

And twittle your taddle

Stroodle your doodle

Cromple your string

Brundle your strundle

And frondle your ding

See, I told you I'm completely nuts about you

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I'd like to scuttle your puttle

Spiddle your paddle

Tickle your wickle

And twittle your taddle

Stroodle your doodle

Cromple your string

Brundle your strundle

And frondle your ding

See, I told you I'm completely nuts about you

So, can u tell us the name of that POOR gal lol

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