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cpl_crud wrote:Yuukoplant.

DAT PISTILS :E

Csihar wrote:

cpl_crud wrote:Yuukoplant.

DAT PISTILS :E

DEM BUDS
But yea lily seems like one of those, on the outside nice kind people thats all holy and saint full...
ON THE INSIDE SHES A BONDAGE LOVING EXHIBITIONIST.

Ah, just wild heaven wrote:

Csihar wrote:

cpl_crud wrote:Yuukoplant.

DAT PISTILS :E

DEM BUDS
But yea lily seems like one of those, on the outside nice kind people thats all holy and saint full...
ON THE INSIDE SHES A BONDAGE LOVING EXHIBITIONIST.

This line of thought never ceases to puzzle me. Mostly because there is never any indication of it. If Lilly's upright and pure nature came from her old schooling, then she would have dropped it soon after arrival. I get the feeling that she is formal more because of her own inner personality.

This line of thought never ceases to puzzle me. Mostly because there is never any indication of it. If Lilly's upright and pure nature came from her old schooling, then she would have dropped it soon after arrival. I get the feeling that she is formal more because of her own inner personality.

It's because Lilly's personality is "too perfect."

I always thought Lilly
should be a bit silly

Merlyn_LeRoy wrote:I always thought Lilly
should be a bit silly

Someone who's better at poems than I should turn this into a limerick, and rhyme "Lilly" with "willy."

I always thought Lilly
Would be a bit silly,
Since being blind would get in her way.

But in panties frilly,
And with mouth round my willy,
She pushes those cruel thoughts away.

And I thought some of Rin,
Who was missing a limb-
-or two, would have crawled down to hide.

Instead she found art,
And made her way to my heart-
-and pants, as a Thalidomide.

Then Shizune's up next,
Both flirtatious and vexed,
Who can't hear, but is good with her hands.

But my heart elevation,
Seems below the station,
To her constant and tricky demands.

But with demands comes burns,
and with that word you learn,
of petite, discreet Hanako.

That scar tissue you saw,
is just an excuse for more
Hikkikomori deshou?

Last: athletic Emi,
Runs, hits like a semi,
And trusts your diet to fate.

While her intentions are nil,
She's got moe to kill,
And chances are, you'll see it too late.

Finally, there's I.
Breathe too hard, and I'll die.
(No seriously, I'm puffing a din)

And with that as my cue,
I bid thee adieu,
and ge-HHHHHGGGGGNNNNNNNN

(Yes, I know it's shit, but I had nothing to do.)

There once was a girl named Lilly,
Whose attitude was not very silly.
Her tea she would spike,
Her best friend a dyke,
But all she wanted was willy.

Csihar wrote:

Merlyn_LeRoy wrote:I always thought Lilly
should be a bit silly

Someone who's better at poems than I should turn this into a limerick, and rhyme "Lilly" with "willy."

Sir, what you're asking is silly.
Why should I waste time rhyming "Lilly"
(And put it in meter,
not being a cheater)
With a word as archaic as "willy"?

ContinualNaba wrote:*poem*

Mister Naba, you are a genius. The world is now a better place thanks to you.

ContinualNaba wrote: (Yes, I know it's shit, but I had nothing to do.)

Liar. I like it.

My story starts simply, you see
With a confession under an old tree
I tried to say yes
But said a lot less
When my heart gave up on me

After months in a hospital bed
I looked at the future with dread
I lost the cute girl
Every friend in the world
So I found books and constantly read

Until one day my doctor revealed
That perhaps my fate wasn't sealed
With the right medication
I could get education
Even if I wasn't quite healed

I admit I wasn't elated
My hopes of a cure were deflated
But a clean slate
Made me less irate
Though my self-pity remained unabated

It seemed that the very first step
Was meeting my new class rep
Her translator was loud
And seemed to be proud
Well, at least she had lots of pep

I also met my hall mate
Who then tried to set me straight
He was paranoid
So I tried to avoid
Giving his theories much weight

On the next day I wandered around
Hoping to be library bound
I was confused by the decor
Opened a random door
And I was shocked by what I found

There was a girl who was blind
She was tall, striking, and quite refined
Despite my intrusion
She came to the conclusion
That offering tea would be kind

From there everything went right
And my heart's become less of a blight
Have we been to bed?
That's best left unsaid
But I will say her panties are white

SirMax wrote:I admit I wasn't elated
My hopes of a cure were deflated
But a clean slate
Made me less irate
But my self-pity remained unabated

Second "but" should be "though".

So, erm, when do we make the inevitable split to the "Poems" thread?

EternalLurker wrote:

SirMax wrote:I admit I wasn't elated
My hopes of a cure were deflated
But a clean slate
Made me less irate
But my self-pity remained unabated

Second "but" should be "though".

That's a good idea, thanks.