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StoryThe Harlot loquaciousicity48 years 9 months ago
StoryMy Friend loquaciousicity28 years 10 months ago
StoryWeeping Girl loquaciousicity28 years 10 months ago
StoryWar is a War Crime loquaciousicity38 years 10 months ago
StoryNika loquaciousicity38 years 11 months ago
StoryMy Guitar loquaciousicity48 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Luck of the Irish loquaciousicity08 years 11 months ago
StoryLotsa Limericks ... Politicians Per Verse loquaciousicity29 years 6 days ago
StoryLotsa Limericks - from Bad to Verse loquaciousicity09 years 2 weeks ago
StoryLotsa Limericks - It Couldn't be Verse loquaciousicity29 years 2 weeks ago
CollectionLotsa Limericks ... loquaciousicity09 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe World Around US loquaciousicity09 years 2 weeks ago
Storythe country of the poor celticman29 years 4 weeks ago
Storyour once blue planet celticman49 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Poet loquaciousicity39 years 3 months ago
StoryPrimary Colors imaniisfaith79 years 8 months ago
StoryThe damn dog rap Deliberately Ev...89 years 9 months ago
StoryCharlie Chaplin Feet Sooz00689 years 9 months ago
StoryWhat would you like me to say? Rhiannonw109 years 9 months ago
StoryHow like Orwell’s “Nineteen Eighty-Four” has our society become? markihlogie19 years 11 months ago
StoryPassing Time london_calling79129 years 11 months ago
StoryCurrency down the drain? (IP) Rhiannonw69 years 11 months ago
StoryYo Dominator! (Poetry monthly) Deliberately Ev...299 years 11 months ago
StoryMountain Spectre skinner_jennifer219 years 11 months ago
StoryWhere Will We Run To ? forest_for_ever39 years 11 months ago

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My Bad

You failed to take your Drone Control Command Kit as you hurried off at dawn for work this early morn. Unmindful, I mistook it for a fancy Xbox game...

While Waiting at the River Styx

"It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God." (Matthew 19:24)

The Luck of the Irish

A leprechaun looking for gold 'neath the shimmering shamrocks of olde (with the luck of a Gael) found ten bottles of ale somewhat green as if covered...

Me and Me First

That crude-spoken Sovereign commands a big stick, runs the world into ruins, once our bailiwick. Questioned why, He grins grimly, pale lips slightly...
Cherry

Lotsa Limericks ... Politicians Per Verse

Our prez is now Donald J Trump Who has promised to clean out the sump Well he's certainly no wussy When groping a pussy What more to expect from a...

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