08-21-2013, 06:23 AM
Hey thought I would try this out. I don't know if you have to be an admin or not to comment but if you have some helpful suggestion/ideas let me know!
Amazon, greetings 1st revision
Running in the Amazon forest,
I wonder what strange women
lay ahead in the overgrowth.
A shadow noticed distant.
Diving, behind the tree
behind the bushes that blind me.
A fare amazon warrior
stands there and lets
her hair down.
She tip toes into my fire,
than looks at me with a smirk.
She hands me dry meat
of some sort. Why argue
when you're not defiant.
Being around a warrior does
grave things to a man heart.
his organ is tender, easily pierced.
Lass, I maybe be a halfling,
may I kiss with stern command.
She smiles again,
the next day I wake up
Drunken from wine
in a morning memory clot.
Uhh, thanks for the food miss
I say, with a blush. Here
is my horse than, will you help me up?
Well there is a toad in the road
the girls points out with a modest laugh,
I'll miss you little small man
you put my heart to the test.
Elfs, the death of me
Generic Love Poem
EDIT 1
So here we are you plus I
going for my ideal situation.
You plus me I think I have
wanted to see the half
never seen.
Half of me is given away freely
for a stolen meal, a kiss or three,
only if you want to be
my other half-ling.
One must be short of coarse.
I don't want to stand on
the tip of my toes for a romantic finale.
If I do, we could have a cup of joe
seeing where my vertical challenge leads.
Leading us to the side of the road,
your car is there.
In my chest, a toad.
Well thanks for the tea, I say
with a slurping slip.
Tall girls, the death of me.
Amazon, greetings 1st revision
Running in the Amazon forest,
I wonder what strange women
lay ahead in the overgrowth.
A shadow noticed distant.
Diving, behind the tree
behind the bushes that blind me.
A fare amazon warrior
stands there and lets
her hair down.
She tip toes into my fire,
than looks at me with a smirk.
She hands me dry meat
of some sort. Why argue
when you're not defiant.
Being around a warrior does
grave things to a man heart.
his organ is tender, easily pierced.
Lass, I maybe be a halfling,
may I kiss with stern command.
She smiles again,
the next day I wake up
Drunken from wine
in a morning memory clot.
Uhh, thanks for the food miss
I say, with a blush. Here
is my horse than, will you help me up?
Well there is a toad in the road
the girls points out with a modest laugh,
I'll miss you little small man
you put my heart to the test.
Elfs, the death of me
Generic Love Poem
EDIT 1
So here we are you plus I
going for my ideal situation.
You plus me I think I have
wanted to see the half
never seen.
Half of me is given away freely
for a stolen meal, a kiss or three,
only if you want to be
my other half-ling.
One must be short of coarse.
I don't want to stand on
the tip of my toes for a romantic finale.
If I do, we could have a cup of joe
seeing where my vertical challenge leads.
Leading us to the side of the road,
your car is there.
In my chest, a toad.
Well thanks for the tea, I say
with a slurping slip.
Tall girls, the death of me.
Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.
--mark twain
Bunx
--mark twain
Bunx

