| Mini |
2/12/2010 11:28:21 PM |
Each look at those eyes and long golden mane
Nearly drove our dear Catherine insane.
With want of much more
Than to just be adored.
Getting more than chaste hugs was her aim. |
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| Mini |
2/12/2010 11:10:50 PM |
Poetry reading and talks late into the night
Could not rid poor Vincent of his fright
Of being to near
To the one he hold dear
Keeping his distance was forever his plight. |
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| Phantom |
2/12/2010 11:14:03 PM |
There once was a magical rail
O'er which our dear Vincent would sail
On that balcony sweet
He and Catherine would meet,
And no foe there could either assail! |
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| ACP |
2/12/2010 11:04:12 PM |
The news out on the pipes
Had everyone in such a hype!
The men downed some scotch
When they heard the crotch watch
And called in the ACP snipes |
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| Mini |
2/12/2010 10:51:05 PM |
Once upon a time the story began.
Questioning was Vincent a Beast or a Man.
The Steam Tunnels took over
They became romantic lovers.
Now Vincent roars out in pleasure "Catherine". |
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| Amber |
2/12/2010 10:50:49 PM |
With Vincent she wanted to dance
But he was wearing really tight pants
They fit like a glove
Where there's more to love
Which held her in such a trance! |
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| Zanna |
2/12/2010 10:42:20 PM |
What is it with all of this cod?
I hate fish, but do love his bod.
His eyes are so dreamy,
His voice makes my steamy,
His acting makes me applaud.
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| Cyndi |
2/12/2010 10:51:04 PM |
Of his love life Vincent had to take stock
his body he feared she would mock
she showed him compassion
With kisses and passion
And soon had her hand on a ROCK |
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| Mini |
2/12/2010 10:39:19 PM |
The censors kept away all our fun.
No kisses, no bare naked buns.
Only nuzzles and snuggles.
Filled with strife and struggles.
They are lucky I don't own a gun. |
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| ACP |
2/12/2010 10:45:44 PM |
This is our only wish
To hear of no metaphoric "fish"
Sure, he's got a nice bod
But what with all the cod?
His eyes are one dreamy dish |
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| daria |
2/12/2010 9:58:33 PM |
he waited in dark by the door
admiring the clothes that she wore
he'd prefer they were off
there's no reason to scoff
o'er her body his hands longed to explore
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| Amber |
2/12/2010 10:40:42 PM |
All she wanted was a kiss
His closeness she would surely miss
Yet content with a hug
Bit by the love bug
His love keeping her in bliss |
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| Zanna |
2/12/2010 10:27:36 PM |
The Riff Raff armed with videos did see,
Vincent and Catherine on their balcony
They wanted some kissing
and clothes to go missing.
Unfortunately the rating stayed G.
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| ACP |
2/12/2010 10:38:20 PM |
Out there is a sqwad of inspectors
of all of Vincent's private "sectors";
but Cathy, be brave,
We'll keep those jewells safe:
we Alliance of the Cod Protectors! |
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| Amber |
2/12/2010 10:04:22 PM |
Her one and only love
Cannot walk beside her Above
But they have a bond
Of which they are fond
Together, they fit like a glove
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| Mini |
2/12/2010 10:33:32 PM |
Thirteen layers of Birth Control clothing had he.
She had sheers and a wicked shout of glee.
Cut his clothing to shreds.
And dragged him to bed.
All night long they there were screams of whoopee!
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| Mini |
2/12/2010 10:17:53 PM |
"Catherine", Vincent spoke her name.
Setting her mind and her body aflame.
She leaned into his vest.
Soon was strokin' his chest.
Now a virgin he could no longer acclaim. |
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| Marianne "Lioness" Nielsen |
2/12/2010 10:24:03 PM |
Vincent's eyes so beautifully shine
Catherine says, 'I SO want you to be mine!'
At his body, she could never loathe
She will light candles and pull off his clothes
Tonight, their love will be devine! |
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| Zanna |
2/12/2010 10:26:25 PM |
“Love me, Vincent”, Catherine would plea
And then, fast from the balcony he’d flee.
She needed a potion
To put love into motion.
Who’d have thought it was tea?
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| Zanna |
2/12/2010 10:05:14 PM |
Said Catherine, “I’ve lost my locket!”
And searching him, encountered his rocket.
His body she explored
Til Vincent, he roared,
“That’s not my pocket!”
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| Cyndi |
2/12/2010 10:07:48 PM |
On a rose bush her finger did prick
Vincent soothed the wound with a lick
but a knock they disturbed
she was really perturbed
I will hit someone now with a brick!!!
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| Cyndi |
2/12/2010 9:58:02 PM |
one night on her terrace she planned
to have her man on command
so when he arrived
she dragged him inside
ann said show me you magnificent stand |
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| Mini |
2/12/2010 10:00:08 PM |
What stories these short wall could tell.
About a romantic couple we all know so well.
Candlelight and champagne,
Vincent's will finally slain.
Now Below with a baby they dwell. |
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| Lyn |
2/12/2010 9:53:37 PM |
To the balcony Vincent did go
To Catherine's charms he'd say no
Then she wore him down.
With a kiss and a frown.
Til he finally gave up and went slow. |
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| Zanna |
2/12/2010 10:04:30 PM |
A gentleman most sublime was Vincent.
His submerged passion was Catherine’s lament.
Hiding his bod
And magnificent rod
When,oh when, will he end her torment?
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| Amber |
2/12/2010 9:58:35 PM |
On the balcony he would stay
Trying not to get in the way
It made Catherine mad
And made Vincent sad
With Koslow, they had no say |
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| Mini |
2/12/2010 9:59:57 PM |
Narcissa told to Ve'ncent
Dat Catherine for you she was meant.
Go and get her my chile.
Love her like wild.
To their balcony quickly he went. |
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| Amber |
2/12/2010 9:55:54 PM |
His presence can make you go weak
All he really has to do is speak
It’s really quite mean
In that chamber of steam
We can’t even go take a peek! |
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| Cyndi |
2/12/2010 9:47:41 PM |
Her Vincent she oft thought was frigid
from embraces run is what he did
so she turned on her charms
and ran into his arms
now his most manly part was now rigid |
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| Amber |
2/12/2010 9:41:45 PM |
Oh the stories those walls could tell
From the balcony where they would dwell
Her heart would ache
Til her body he'd take
No question that lovin was swell! |
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| Mini |
2/12/2010 9:53:06 PM |
To their balcony he did escape
Dropping down with a flutter of cape.
Catherine ran into his arms
And turned on her charms.
Vincent's cod soon began to change shape. |
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| Cyndi |
2/12/2010 9:44:07 PM |
you all know of my love for Devin
to me is manna from from heaven
of his body devine
I know every line
now my thoughts they are all misbehavin' |
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| Mini |
2/12/2010 9:44:09 PM |
To Catherine Vincent was like a fever.
She tried hard to make him believe her.
Short of dropping her clothes,
And wrapping her body in bows.
How does she let him know she was an eager beaver? |
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| daria |
2/12/2010 9:34:31 PM |
in the night her curtains would flutter
he would gaze and then he would shudder
lying prone on the bed
her legs they did spread
"her apartment is so filled with clutter." |
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| Cyndi |
2/12/2010 9:34:35 PM |
Devin the wondering son
was gone when our story begun
what a heavenly sight
to this fan's delight
When his wondering days were all done |
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| daria |
2/12/2010 9:28:29 PM |
the scent of his body's a tonic
yet to her his words are platonic
she noticed his bump
and his very firm rump
now her thoughts have made her demonic |
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| Lyn |
2/12/2010 9:22:47 PM |
The Balcony did shiver and shake
As Vincent his Catherine did take
As the wind did blow
And the moonlight did glow
And at last we can all celebrate.
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| Cyndi |
2/12/2010 9:19:57 PM |
From passion he would often refrain
but poor Catherine was going insane
she worshipped his bod
especially the cod
So tonight she was bringing Champagne! |
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| dogkrazy |
2/12/2010 9:27:11 PM |
Catherine sits all night in the gloom
waiting so she can just spoon and bloom
With Vincent a creature of the night
to help fix her sad plight
please take his clothes off soon! |
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| Gail |
2/12/2010 9:23:17 PM |
Unlikely, up high, to be spied -
Her requests to come in oft denied -
Poor Catherine was vexed
For it seemed she was hexed
And would never coax Vincent inside. |
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| Lyn |
2/12/2010 9:12:24 PM |
Vincent oh Vincent she cried
For Catherine had always tried
To get him in bed
She pulled down his head
And the rest you can keep in your mind |
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| Cyndi |
2/12/2010 9:12:27 PM |
There once was a man from below
To his love, his rare world he would show
At the sound of hi voice
she would often rejoice
Now if only his bod he would show |
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| JoAnn |
2/12/2010 9:15:14 PM |
One night they "rested" til day.
Awoke much too late. He must stay.
Up top now he's fixed,
His flight now is nixed.
Her balcony's where he must lay. |
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| daria |
2/12/2010 9:11:15 PM |
catherine's balcony is known for the view
where she and vincent can coo
with candles and lace
in that really small space
the only thing missing's a loo. |
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| JoAnn |
2/12/2010 9:13:50 PM |
There once was a guy very furry.
Cath wanted his love in a hurry.
So she did conspire
To remove his attire
And after him, naked, she'll scurry. |
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| daria |
2/12/2010 8:55:06 PM |
the mane, the voice and the cloak
to those Above he's a joke
but for Catherine he's made
in her hands she has played
it's that sausage that she loves to stroke! |
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| Gail |
2/12/2010 8:56:31 PM |
There once was a fine, furry fellow
Poetic and manly and yellow.
He was caught by surprise
by his love's languid sighs
and her protest of, "Bye?!? Vincent - H-E-L-L-O!" |
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| Carole |
2/12/2010 7:22:50 PM |
From a balcony up eighteen flights,
He beckons her night after night.
Our window Above
Will shelter our love.
Let's cuddle until it be light.
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| Jo |
2/12/2010 4:25:09 PM |
There once was a midnight so clear
Only faint city sounds could they hear
He hugged her again as he turned to go
She cried, “Don't go, Vincent, please, no!”
So he tightened his grip and let go of his fear
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| Jo |
2/12/2010 4:11:14 PM |
There once was a special place
Her balcony, their private space
They met there to love
So high above
The world and its crazy rat race
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| Jo |
2/12/2010 4:10:12 PM |
Vincent, the beast, was more like a man
But loving him still wasn’t part of her plan
His voice and his kindness, I think it was
His eyes, his hugs, and all of that fuzz!
Before she knew it, she was part of his clan!
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| Mini |
2/12/2010 4:06:45 PM |
On a Balcony way up high
Was a Beast who did give such a sigh.
His Beauty was dressed.
In not much, he confessed.
Now his jeans pressed to tight on his ... thigh. |
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| Quin |
2/12/2010 2:50:40 PM |
On one of his travels by night
He stumbled across quite a fright
He found a girl
Who rocked his world
And now we share in their light |
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| SandyX |
2/12/2010 11:34:06 AM |
The place out two lovers would meet
Twas chilly and needed some heat
"Come inside," Beauty said
"You have nothing to dread"
"I'll give you cocoa and something to eat." |
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| Ruby (JR) |
2/12/2010 11:21:09 AM |
There once was a perch to sit
and they couldn't get enough of it.
In winter or spring
the balcony was the thing.
It's how a relationship was lit. |
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| Laura D. |
2/12/2010 9:04:48 AM |
Their once was a place far Above,
That inspired two souls bound by love.
It was their special place,
to share joy and embrace.
Their Bond is something we dream of. |
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| Edith |
2/12/2010 8:23:41 AM |
Balcony
There once was a balcony so high,
So high they could reach the sky.
Catherine and Vincent met there,
To be where they had no care.
That's where they would never forget. |
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| Edith |
2/12/2010 8:23:03 AM |
Vincent
There once was a man named Vincent,
He needed someone to be convincing.
When Catherine came along,
Their love was so strong.
Even Father ended up convinced. |
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| Norma |
2/12/2010 6:59:10 AM |
There once was a gorgeous man named Vincent
Who, though smart, was really quite innocent.
He met a beautiful girl
And said "Let's give love a whirl."
Now he's having fun being indecent. |
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| Norma |
2/12/2010 6:57:50 AM |
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| becca b |
2/12/2010 6:31:44 AM |
there once was a world down below
(the only world some would ever know).
Some came from above
Seeking shelter, needing love,
found that and more in the candles' warm glow. |
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| LauraG |
2/12/2010 3:48:23 AM |
There once was a man with a cod
Who had a most marvelous bod.
We'll "fall" on his "sword"
And we'll never get bored.
I'm sure we will only be awed!
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