littlewhipmaker
Demon Disciple
Who understands pleasure, without a little pain...
Posts: 438
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Post by littlewhipmaker on Feb 25, 2005 1:54:49 GMT -5
Hacking Yakking hairball hell my white tile desecrated... your furry form once sleekly demure now hunched and arched complicated... by the torrid twisting of that black silk pelt the inward wanting out. As I hurtle the puking puss with a screeching shout.
"Don't spew on my Damn Counter!"
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Erus
Dark Initiate
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Post by Erus on Feb 25, 2005 2:01:54 GMT -5
A yakking cat,,, barfing feline, that gagging, nasty sound in the night that makes you remember to put on shoes before taking that nocturnal trip to the john.
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Post by Yossarian on Feb 25, 2005 10:04:43 GMT -5
hahaha...I first thought it was an ode to the cookie... ;D I've had more than enough experiences similar to this, though.
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Post by Aish on Feb 25, 2005 15:55:54 GMT -5
This is still making me laugh...although I do have that nice visual of you slawed on the couch, mimicking miss Oreo
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queenie
Demon Disciple
Timor mortis conturbat me.
Posts: 539
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Post by queenie on Feb 28, 2005 17:41:49 GMT -5
Evidence, if any was needed, that our muses really hit us with the oddest bolts of inspiration...cats' vommiting...now who'd have thunk that there could possibly be a poem in that. Kudos for finding it!
Q
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Mar 1, 2005 0:51:44 GMT -5
oh my.. this had me giggling. i love the wording and imagery in this piece, whippy.. much enjoyed.
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cryingblood2
Crimson Soul
Born with no soul, lack of Control, cut from the mold of Antisocial
Posts: 117
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Post by cryingblood2 on Mar 1, 2005 10:31:13 GMT -5
HEHEHE that was great
I thought the title was misleading but you worked that out with a great poem
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