Lush is the site where we all come,
To read, to chat and have some fun.
Nicola is the matriarch,
She set the site up as a Lark.
Gav is the one behind the scenes,
Making sure the info gets on our screens.
Order is maintained by the bunch of mods,
To many they appear like far off Gods.
The Stories are the backbone of the site,
Which many people struggle to write.
Then there’s the chatrooms, a friendly place
Where you can chat or watch, whichevers the case.
The Forums are the place to have a say,
Or suggest a new game for others to play.
And of course there’s the profile pages,
The work that’s gone in to some takes ages.
You’ll never find a friendlier site,
Especially not one where you can read and write
Stories to share, some fiction some true,
All of them a delight to view.
I apologise, there’s no sex in this rhyme,
I didn’t think it mattered at the time,
But for those of you who won’t let it pass,
Let me finish by saying Tits, Fuck, Arse!
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