Again?
I think it's been
A day since our night of
Unoriginal sin. Okay,
You win.
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Again?
I think it's been
A day since our night of
Unoriginal sin. Okay,
You win.
You win.
I’ve won and sin
is overcome within
recycled with the rest then done
again.
Again?
We'll soon run out
Of things that rhyme with sin.
Let's ban the word, mein Irisch Kind.
Begin!
Begin,
began, begun.
Though fun, she said she’s done.
There’s nothing left for me to do
but run.
"But run,
Paramour mine!"
Quoth Circe, who reclined
On skins of tiger, fox, ermine--
And swine!
And swine!
My favorite!
Of all the creatures here,
The swine is lovely, precious and
most dear.
Most dear
To me as well:
O beast nose rings scarce quell!
Thy perfume my senses waken:
BACON!
Bacon!
Omelet! Pancakes!
Coffee, too! This breakfast
lasts a day or two and then I’ll
diet.
Diet,
For all men must,
Lest dust to dust ensue,
And ushered to the Cheesecake Gate--
Hey, wait!
Hey, wait.
It’s not too late.
No matter what you weigh
the world won’t end because of that
today.
Today
Please take away.
I think it's overdone.
Then bring me tomorrow--hold the
Sorrow.
Lose weight
If gay or straight.
Whichever you prefer
Your lithesome figure will assure
A date.
Very nice Ecurb. In this game, though, you're supposed to use the previous poem's final line as your first line. We can start the next with "sorrow" or "a date." It's fine either way.
Sorry. I didn't know the rules.
Sorrow,
To buy or borrow
Must be paid for with rue
Until one wakes up and greets to-
Morrow.
(Now that I know the rules I made it tough for others)