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Mike Wrecka
09-30-2013, 04:36 PM
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Season 2

Rules

Verse Due Date - Thursday 23:59 PST

Voting Deadline - Sunday 23:59 PST

Line Limits - 16 - 48 Max can be higher if both agree

Voting - Must vote on 3 battles and post voting links in this thread , preferably edit it in the check in

If you don't vote on 3 battle you will be given a loss
If you lose by votes and don't vote on other battles you receive a one week suspension


Topic

Show me a good loser and I'll show you a loser. - Vince Lombardi



Good Luck Adonis Fig

Adonis
09-30-2013, 05:02 PM
If you no show me, I will show YOU a loser

Mike Wrecka
10-03-2013, 07:50 PM
Adonis has PMd me his verse Fig

Fig
10-03-2013, 08:02 PM
Gotcha, i won't need an extension.

Adonis
10-03-2013, 10:07 PM
~Smoke and Mirror~


Music drowned by laughter,
Heathen ***kles in Satan's playground and pasture
Vibrant hues covering such natural beauty,
A birds eye view as I sit... sipping and drooling,
This coffee is costly; Wedding band in a pocket,
I'm a man and honest, missing happiness in logic,
Faithful to a fault, married awfully young,
Missed the chance to slum, I sit; Gawking for fun,
Same age as my seeds, still fantasize of planting in one,
A garden trimmed as her sweat, glares in the sun,
I'm wrong and admit; but I'm seasoned with bliss,
A walking dream so serene emitting Tantric secrets,
Time stands still... As the door swings agape,
Red heels shake earth, with every step she takes,
Never ending stockings, with the legs to match,
Haven't seen her face, but I know, she's an ageless catch,
A red dress slit, elegantly, for viewing pleasure,
Showing enough skin to be surprised, when she removes it later,
A pair of hips that are, doomed for labor,
Although I can't see her ass, I presume it's flavor,
A bubble incomparable, beside her cleavage shown,
Not quite a peep show, because, she keeps her secret's home,
Dainty and graceful, revealing enough to be tasteful,
Including the lack of cosmetics to conceal the look of an angel.
Closer she creeps; captivating my stare for weeks,
As God's breath brushes her silky hair from cheeks,
Hazel eyes capture mine, with the whitest smirk,
It's time I meet my maker...God's creator; concealed by red skirt.



~Twenty Feet Away~

I'm prepared now, I'll willingly toss aside my past,
My wife was a catch, but I deserve the best this world can hash,
The kids grown, so it's not like I'll struggle financially,
No child support for adults, they're over the pampering,
I'm sure what we're doing's wrong, but when a connection's so strong,
You learn to let the soothing music simply string you along,


~Five Feet Away~

With your permission, my first words will simply be: “Marry Me”,
As your locked eyes grant request I stand carelessly,
The moment of truth, as soon as I get my first whiff of perfume,
She passes me... And greets a different loser, who sits in this room.