Quatrain Corner

[Queso]

my mouth spewed a gak-like

mandala, knocking over my

trinkets and jar of severed

komoto dragon eyes

[Boerseun]

I knocked, the door opened, and I yelled 'trick or treat'

She wore lingerie, mask, looked good enough to eat.

With a smile, she kissed me and gave me a tonguer.

Dammit! Why wasn't Halloween this way when I was younger!!

 

:( ... .. .. .. ... .. ... ... :hihi:

...

then she gave me an Australian kiss

after pulling me asunder,

kinda like a French one,

but it's Down Under!

[Loricybin]

clever, clever,

all around,

but not a thought

to think.

[Queso]

lemme know

how it goes

cat man

of in-bitwiin

[InfiniteNow]

I have no idea what life would be like now

Had he survived

It's like an unanswerable question

That I simply must keep asking.

[Queso]

maybe there

wouldn't

be

holy bibles

[Loricybin]

my bibles are holy,

to me,

and they carry not

one word of "god".

[Queso]

what

ev

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r

[Loricybin]

a

cc

ele

rate!

[Turtle]

Hold up! Stop now!

The end of the world is nigh!

But hope we have, to save it all,

if we shun, nay outlaw, mens' ties.

:snow:

[Tarantism]

winter is nigh

leaves are dancing benieth

those gallow trees

yes! winter is near and the leaves are brown again

[Turtle]

the beaver's gnaw

fells gallow trees

and no one's

there to hear.

:snow:

[Turtle]

Winter bitter winds a'howling,

'pon my back as lines unfouling,

then my kite stops all my scowling,

shooting skyward, humming, yowling.

:snow:

[Loricybin]

my snowboard waits on anxious heels,

begging me to kidnap it,

frantically searching far and wide

for the first scrap of downhill white.

[Tarantism]

Hungry Banana peel

beckon me towards the shifty seep

of melted grass Shunday

at the pylon of mumbles.

[Loricybin]

Hungry Banana slugs

beckon me towards the shifty slopes

of melted shnow shundays

toward the python of tubular tumbles.

[Queso]

a love to break

a life to take

a crayon to rake

noo lumin a shake