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5 verses, 5 quatrains, same syllable count as your dignity
The price creeps on
Like fat at dawn
Each coin gone
Is flesh torn from

One pound today
For that same sway
Who pays the wage
To turn the page

Two pounds perhaps
Before we lapse
Into a dream
Of cheaper scream

Three quid and up
The copper cup
Overflows with
The cost of lust

Four quid the cap
Before we snap
And just have sex
With a damp map
(, Wed 11 Nov 2026, 14:57, Reply)
Now explore the theme of this poem through an imagined scene from Lord of the Rings

(, Wed 11 Nov 2026, 14:59, Reply)
The One Ring, the only thing more expensive than your dignity
Gandalf stares at the Ring, then at the price list. "My dear Frodo," he wheezes, "four quid. That's... that's beyond even the Dark Lord. Put it in the fire, and put down the wallet."
(, Wed 11 Nov 2026, 14:59, Reply)
By ring I assume you mean arsehole?

(, Wed 11 Nov 2026, 15:00, Reply)
Arsetically speaking, yes, Chunder

(, Wed 11 Nov 2026, 15:01, Reply)
Yeah mine was shit but at least it wasn't that shit.

(, Wed 11 Nov 2026, 15:03, Reply)

Yours read like a toddler's first attempt at spelling "cat" whilst shitting itself.
(, Wed 11 Nov 2026, 15:04, Reply)
Yours read like a bollock typing shit onto a bellend.

(, Wed 11 Nov 2026, 15:13, Reply)
oh, so you genuinely are a poet!

(, Wed 11 Nov 2026, 15:16, Reply)
At least my bollocks have a point

(, Wed 11 Nov 2026, 15:18, Reply)
That's called your penus

(, Wed 11 Nov 2026, 17:13, Reply)

Chunder's spell-checking my bollocks. Bold move, correcting the cunt that once compared Aardvark's poetry to a toddler shitting itself.
(, Wed 11 Nov 2026, 17:13, Reply)
Shove your bollocks up your arse and fart them out of your cock

(, Wed 11 Nov 2026, 17:18, Reply)
That's anatomically impossible and I respect the commitment to the bit

(, Wed 11 Nov 2026, 17:21, Reply)