Roses are Red

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Roses are red

My heart skips a beat

Dear Paige's rhyme

Just sounds so sweet

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So nice to see her

Back at The Pile

She's been away

For quite a long while

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Penance, she asks

Oh, of some things I can think

Most likely involving

Areas quite pink

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Lost in a haze

Of ultimate pleasure

Penance to be had

With unlimited measure

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Roses are red

Welcome Sirius, too

This lovely group

Is fun, true

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You'll see Rob's quest

For Lesbian action

Though that pursuit

Never gains traction

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So rhyme away

Bawdy or sweet

Any and all welcome

As here we meet

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Roses are red
Woven within rope;
Coiled around me
Without it, I cannot cope.

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Reverse prayer hold
Or maybe a simple frog tie.
Choices abounding
How they make me sigh.

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Make it tight,
Oh, make it bite!
Leaving marks
To lust invite.

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Around my wrist;
My ankles too.
Let's not forget
A spank or two.

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Put a knot,
Yes, right there.
Embellishing crotch rope
My clit will wear
.
Oh, make me quiver.
Make me scream!
I want all of them to hear,
Of what I do dream

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And if I should
Make too much noise;
A gag should do,
As you turn up all the toys

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Once I'm begging you
As I'm prone to do
For orgasmic relief
Please forever say, No! Boo-hoo.

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I don't want to alarm anyone, but I think I may have a teenie weenie thing for rope bondage.

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Roses are red

A night of passion

Bodies roamed

In lustful fashion

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Kisses, plenty

Here and there

On lips above

And nipples bare

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Wandering down

To a glistening prize

Lips and tongue

Bring delighted sighs

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Lapping slowly

That slick furrow

Then quick inside

Deep to burrow

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Quivers and quakes

And nameless sounds

Engulf and ensnare

In lustful bounds

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Give and take

In turn about

Erotic joy

Is felt throughout

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A brief respite

And then - repeat

On a theme, variations

Seeking satisfaction, complete

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The night then wanes

The scrumbled covers

Strong evidence points

To contented lovers

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Roses are red

Outside there's a clamor

Grinders are grinding

Jack-hammers hammer

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Back-hoes collect

Concrete all broken

With a din through which

Only the dead stay unwoken.

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Tax dollars unspent

Here in the 'burbs

And they're using it up

Flattening kerbs.

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Each corner will soon

Be brought up to code

And it's wheelchair friendly

At my abode.

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Though how will wheelchairs

Manage the throng

Of kids on e-bikes

Zipping along?

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Dog-walkers will scurry

Amblers will gamble:

Walk on the road

Or be ready to scramble?

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And I'll be yelling

At the end of my wits

Slow the fuck down

You little shits.

Roses are red
Rob seems frustrated
Have we not teased him
Enough for lust to be sated?

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If so we do apologise
Denial it is for another year
Outside at the door
While our bodies we explore

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And let's not be quiet
Poor Rob must hear
To relieve his stresses
I'm sure he will thank us dear.

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Roses are red.
As I lie in my bed,
Scratching my head;
Thinking what should be said.

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What if I stumble my words,
And my cheeks begin to glow?
A fool I'd look, as before I have;
How I wish I could simply show.

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What if you didn't like
The things that I say?
Thinking me insane
And keeping me at bay.

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But then again—
What if? What if?

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What if that didn't happen,
And your smile I saw?
To see it once again
Would never be a chore.

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What if the price was set,
Destined to become your fool?
If so, a fool I'll gladly be;
Letting hope forever rule.

Roses are red

Happy Easter to all

The yardwork and cleanup

Things snow buried in fall

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The trees sprout buds

Robins hunt for a thing

Rabbits hop all around

The sounds of Spring

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As Flowers come out

The green in the grass

and no ice around

For Sarah to fall on her ass

🤣

As Flowers come out

The green in the grass

and no ice around

For Sarah to fall on her ass

🤣

I see youve got my ass on your mind again 😜

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Roses are red

Sarah's ass is renowned

Seems that it's known

All around the town

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In her media, see

Stroked with a flail

And then later on

With a butt plug tail

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Ah, the pleasures teased

By her nether cheeks

Only hint at

Her bottom's techniques

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Roses are red,
My pulse pounds with greed,
I see her, my want,
She’s all that I need.

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Her gaze pulls me in,
Like a tide I can’t fight,
I’m drawn to her heat,
In the hush of the night.

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My hands find her waist,
Feel her shiver, her sigh,
I press myself closer,
Let my whispers fly high.

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Her lips graze my jaw,
And my knees start to shake,
I’m burning, unraveling,
For all I can take.

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I tug at her shirt,
Let it fall to the floor,
My mouth claims her skin,
Craving more, so much more.

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She grips at my hips,
Pulls me down to her will,
Each touch is electric,
Each moment a thrill.

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My fingers explore,
Where her softness invites,
She moans in my ear,
And my hunger ignites.

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Her nails carve my back,
As I taste her sweet core,
I’m lost in her rhythm,
In the way she implores.

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Our bodies entwine,
Slick with sweat, raw with need,
I’m drowning in pleasure,
As she begs, as she pleads.

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Her breath catches sharp,
And I push her to soar,
We’re wildfire, consuming,
Till we can’t feel the floor.

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Roses are red

A scene revealed

In Nikki's verse

Nothing concealed

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Raw lust bursts forth

And demands satisfaction

Between two women

In consummating action

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Sight and sound

Touch, taste, and scent

Senses flooded

Nothing to repent

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Hands wander freely

Mouths close behind

Giving and getting

All at once combined

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Pleasure soaring

With no limit known

Building and growing

With each sigh and moan

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Perched on the edge

Now no holding back

'Til ecstasy explodes

And spasms rack

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A shared release

An infinite instant

Spirals spinning

Time nonexistent

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Whorls of delight

Continue to crawl

Sated for now

But we know that's not all

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Roses are red
As I walk around my home
Suspiciously smiling as
From chore to chore I roam

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Every step a delight
As Crimson licks my cheeks
Hiding my moans
As my nipples make peaks

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The house must be clean
Lest punishment I earn
But those tickles between thighs
Makes mischief return

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So into her room I sneak
With fluffy tail tickling behind
Slipping in the vibrator
Then my slender wrist do I bind

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Waiting for her return
On top of her bed
Naked and moaning
With legs by bar spread

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All my task left undone
Her destined fury I'll incur
I left her crop right beside me to be sure
Knowing soon she'll be making me purr

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I'll plead for mercy
Beg you to forgive
Come the morning
Each spank I'll lustfully relive

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All because the tickles a slut felt
From the tail plug I wore
Filling my mind with lust
And forsaking my chore

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Quote by naughtysarah2

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All because the tickles a slut felt
From the tail plug I wore
Filling my mind with lust
And forsaking my chore

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Lol you'd never lose that one.

Roses are red

If Lynn wore that out and about

Her dogs would think its a

Toy and rip it out

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Take it outside a shake it

Making sure it was dead

Nothing left but a plug on a string

Then bury it in her flowerbed

Roses are red

There is this woman

That I know

On my page

Keeps on cumman

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Does not matter

Night or day

She slinks around

Anytime to play

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You tell can her by

All the worn out belts

in between two

Self inflicted welts

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She claims she is

Shy and has bad luck

I think is more like

She is horny as fuck

Roses are red
You have some weird friends
I bet she's dripping
As over your bed she bends

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So give the slut the cane
Don't be gentle, be hard
Neither forget the thighs
And her whimpers disregard

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But perhaps she nice
Once you get to know
Not just a kinky perv
But a friend from long ago

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Roses are red

From The Philippines

A lady I know

Sexual forays convenes

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And from Singapore

There's a buxom young lass

With a curvy body

And a quite fine ass

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From India, too

Comes a well endowed maid

With enchanting boobs

I will not evade

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Roses are red

As is the sky

Sun peeking up

The day is nigh

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"Red skies in the morning"

So the verse goes

Portend rainy weather

As daylight grows

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But ensconced inside

Nestled in bed

A gentle touch

Ideas spread

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As do legs

Without hesitation

For easy access

Without conversation

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The half light glints

Upon wet, ready creases

As fingers and lips

Pleasure releases

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Slowly at first

Then accelerating need

Feeling this time

All others will exceed

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Gasps and long moans

With cores keenly coaxed

The world slips away

We're completely engrossed

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Shudder and shakes

Gyrations and clenches

Ecstatic release

Drive barely quenches

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Entwined bodies

Afterglow enfolded

Tightly holding

To each other molded

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Until the day

Demands other things

But we know

What evening brings

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Roses are red
It time to confess
Why my gym classes
Were such a mess
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The obvious is true
Ice-cream's fucking good
But there's more to it
Then just tasty food
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My best, I truly tried
But all those yoga pants
My eyes did wonder
And I tripped into all the plants
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And what of gymnastics
And all that jumping
Sports bra or not
That had me humping
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Climb the rope they said
Are you taking the piss?
All tangled up and dripping
In horny Shibari bliss
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Now, there's the truth
Please, judge me not
Unless you're holding a cane
Then, I'll count the swats

Roses are red

A skipping rope isn't much

That is why Sarah

Prefers double-dutch.

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Two skipping ropes

With a girl at each end

Sarah won't skip

She won't even pretend.

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Rope round her boobs

And tied round the back

Another one knotted

And cinched up her crack.

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Girls getting closer

Is Sarah's hope

As sheetbends and sheepshanks

Shorten the rope.

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Sarah's in bliss,

Trussed nice and tight

Fills the gymnasium

With squeals all night.

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Roses are red

There's nothing unseen

In the world of porn

Viewed on one's screen

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"Rule 34" is true

But still surprises

With things found

Having no compromises

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Roses are red, life goes on.

Sometimes I see a truck, and wish you were in front of it

Roses are red

Trump is showing his lack of wit

He mumbles through each thaught each day

Then on the next day he manges to top it

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Then in come the ass kissers

To tell People he is the best

Feed him some uninspected meat

and give the world a rest.

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On second thought don't do that

It would put his vice president in charge

With new found leader the mindless vote

Make America great and tariff the garbage barge.

Roses are red

I told you before

A vote for sarah

Is the way for sure

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ill end the greatest trials

of not enough lust

and girl pile binding

A solution is a must

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Ill make it law

And scrap all coin

We'll pay with knots

making sexy bodies join

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Hate, violence and crime

Will be gone for good

We'd be too busy cumming

You know we should

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So remember next election

If you want a leader whos just

A vote for sarah

Is a vote you can trust

Ps... send more rope

Rose are red

Even Sarah is

Better a lot

Less fizz

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Than Trump and

The Doge boy

Who went home

To rescue his toy

Quote by heidi

Evan Sarah is

Better a lot

Less fizz

Lol you clearly havent seen me when I step out of a shower and my hair explodes

Roses are red

Never quote me

Because when I edit

Spelling error is yours you see

Roses are red

Whenever you say never

All I want to do

Is what you said no, forever and ever