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Originally Posted by nalkin [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

To Rilkean:

O' lo doeth the yellow rose score,
How I'd like to bang you on my kitchen floor.
Tis ye I speak... Rilkean my dear
Being without you is what I fear.

Oh cast not thy passion to far
Herest cometh I, to your boudoir.
Your gentle embrace and sweet kiss I seek
Tis what I wish... arst thou not piqued?

hahahaha priceless.