At 11/12/14 09:10 PM, TaintedLogic wrote:
At 11/12/14 07:09 PM, Holon wrote:
Eight syllables in
At 11/12/14 06:07 PM, TaintedLogic wrote:
You wouldn't like mine,
At 11/11/14 08:42 PM, Holon wrote:
The otter comes forth,Ah, fellow rebel!
Seeking its fishy breakfast,
Eating 'til its full.
Sipping coffee...too bad I
like to sip your blood.
blood so oily and tainted,
Odorous and drab.
*sips latte with extra espresso*
second line is a sign I'm
sucking the blood NOW!!!
*takes an indulgent gulp of oily, tainted, odorous, drab blood with an almost sexual pleasure*
Oi-il-y, oh darn.
My blood, oh, my virgin blood,
Take my di'betes.
Yes I am cheating,
The contraction takes away,
A spare syllable.
*sips extra large coffee with skim milk, extra milk, and four sugars, shaken not stirred, with a shot of espresso from the Himalayas not really as I stall with unnecessary text to fit the word count needed in ratio to the quoted text*