Would anyone like a poem?
From Exeter there was a dock
Upon which was several cocks
Children could play
Kinder eggs ran away
Your vagina could do with a lock
Oh, this is about rides....
U can read the letters down the side
(Nigella Pussycat picking baked-in hair from creme brulee, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 22:15, 17 replies)

What a filthy tongue you have young lady
(TheManWithThePlan cussed your mum on, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 22:20, closed)

You'd know

(Nigella Pussycat picking baked-in hair from creme brulee, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 22:31, closed)

mmmmmmm tongue

( fluffybunnykiller Is feasting on the clitoris of life, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 8:04, closed)

Since you asked,
no, I wouldn't like a poem. Nor an acrostic, for that matter.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 8:41, closed)

I bought a magazine about acrostics.
made myself a nice little wall hanging.
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 8:54, closed)

Pervert.
Acrostics are people too!
( number5 has been fighting tramps and losing., Tue 19 Jul 2011, 9:00, closed)

I bought a magazine about acrostics
and sound-proofed my basement.
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 9:05, closed)

i bought a magazine about acrostics
and now I can use a trapeze
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 9:06, closed)

Look at me...
I know a big word
(Nigella Pussycat picking baked-in hair from creme brulee, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 10:00, closed)

Is it
Floccinaucinihilipilification?
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Wed 20 Jul 2011, 10:07, closed)

Humidity

(Nigella Pussycat picking baked-in hair from creme brulee, Wed 20 Jul 2011, 15:32, closed)

shit poem.

( sleepybinky, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 9:02, closed)

No.

(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 9:12, closed)

If only it rhymed properly, or had any meter, or were written in decent English, or had any relevance to the question.
Far-paved and tarmacked routes extend as far as lives,
Under the coach-horns’ hoots and onboard radio jives,
Commute away from dull and tepid afternoons,
Karma has called, so mull your future sweet doubloons.
Yawns beckon in the dusk, so sleep through dusty miles,
Orang-utanish musk through fellow-travellers files,
Upon yesterday’s husk now turn a thousand smiles.
( .Yeti. El amor en los tiempos del cólera, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 9:19, closed)

i'd suggest you don't go near the internet when you're on glue.

( janet aylia y'all motherfuckers need jesus, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 9:34, closed)

Awwww
Thanks everyone :)
(Nigella Pussycat picking baked-in hair from creme brulee, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 9:55, closed)

You are Arnold Schwarzenegger AICMFP.
www.news10.net/news/watercooler/story.aspx?storyid=69469&catid=335
( flake has nothing against your right leg, Wed 20 Jul 2011, 9:40, closed)