Rhyming can be hard
That is true
But give it a go
And u can be a poet too.
KK and Cindy
Are quite good
But everyone has talent
In the LUSH hood.
So try it once
And you will see
How much fun
Rhyming can be!
Sometimes it's sexy
Sometimes it's not
Sometimes it's silly
Sometimes it has a plot
No matter what
It can be fun
Writing poems
By the ton!

Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed. roses are red
violets are blue
i'm not wearing panties
just thought i'd share...
Roses are red
Something's turning blue
Thanx for sharing...
Now I'm thinking of you...
Roses are red, sugar is sweet
although we get along i may still delete
I like a short list, my brain can't handle much
so, if you disappear, don't get panties in a bunch
I still like you, your posts and your friends
tough chatting and posting the BS has no ends
Id rather just sit back, and watch things go down
God knows with this drama my poor self would drown
The weather nice
Springs shining through
Just in time
To say I want you!
Give me a hug
A peck on the cheek
A slap on the ass
And a little peek
Hugs and kisses
To you my dear
As i whisper
Goodnight In your ear

Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed. Love me some vampires
That much is true
Love witches and zombies
That's nothing new
Ann Rice spun the tales
That I often read
Who is this now
That I shall read instead?
I am going on vacation
So tell me the name
Of the book i should read
As I get on the plane?

Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed. Roses are red
Chrissy won't need a book
as she captures poor Lyf
with her smouldering looks
He'll take you round the world
As the aircraft takes flight
and we repeatedly join
Club Mile High
Lovely thoughts of Lyfbuz
On the big bad plane
Kissing and touching
And going insane

Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed. Roses are purple.
That is a lie.
Why are you listening to me?
I'm f*ckin high.
Roses are red
people may lie
the bitches here are many
so be careful who you friend
or you'll get upset and cry
Fragrant red roses and lilies pure white.
The music of birdsong soars with the dawn's light.
The day steals the darkness, the world rubs it's eyes,
Awakens from slumber with yawns and with sighs.
A bright new day beckons, the future ahead,
No place for old arguments long since dead.
Roses are red
Lyfbuz is green
I must be jealous of rosiem
Luckiest woman I've seen
poor innocent Lyf
He ain't getting none
But you must admit Cindertoffee
Is great Forum fun!
Roses are Red
Lyfbuz is green
Rosie is the luckiest
He has ever seen
Rosie takes that hard
But then she smiles
Cindy is luckiest
By miles and miles
Rosie has Cindy
Cindy has Rosie
Together they live
Together are cosy
Roses are red
The Pacific is blue
Who would not adore
Sweet rosiem too?
My terrible poem
Was meant only in jest
Together you’ll build sweet memories
In your Tahiti nest
One look at your new boots
On the terrace of stone
And Cinder can’t wait
To get you alone
Your friends back on Lush
And that smartass Lyf too
Would wish only the best
For the both of you!!!!
Roses are red
Rosie is concerned
That Lyfbuz thinks
A scolding he earned
That was the furthest
From this Rosies mind
When she wrote poem
And her feelings unwind
She knows his poem
Was written in jest
And to dear Lyfbuz
She wishes the best
Soon Easter will come
Along with the rabbit
So I proclaim with respect
I still don't like Bud Abbott
Roses are red
I'm out of bed
With a big smile
He had me cumming a while
Violets are blue
Wish the same for you
Roses are red
Hair is a mess
We must've been loving
Cause I'm barely walking
My lover is great
My lover is grand
I hope that by tonight
I will be able to stand
Violets are blue
My knight I love you
Roses are Red
The Sassyone`s inspired
The poems keep coming
Fueled by Desires
Desires met and far beyond
Passion pictures painted
Leaves all of Lush to wonder if
ShortSassy can be sated...
Roses are red
Some things are hazy
But one things clear
Buz really likes paisley
Flares and tops
And willykini's
All in paisley
Despite his small wini
Barely an inch
He calls it Fred
Dresses him in paisley
And rubs him in bed
While he rubs Fred
Thru the paisley willykini
Using his fingers
To pinch it u see??
He thinks bout Allie
He thinks about Bob
Shame on you Buz
Stop stroking ur knob
Roses are Red
she said with a smile,
if you're all gonna do me,
then get in line, single file
Roses are red
And so delight me
So does fucking him
It so does excites me
He likes it deep
And so do I
Pounding me hard
I scream and cry
Pulls my hair hard
While you hold on my hips
Fucking me hard
And rubbing my tits
Caressing them gently
While squeezing my nipples
While your pounding me hard
And my pussy ripples
You lower your hand
And this it it
I cum so hard
When u flick my clit
Me cumming so hard
Sets you off
You cum hard too
And we both get off
Roses are red
Haiku's are hard
Bacon is yummy
Bacon.