Does exactly what it says on the tin. Some of the nonsense contained herein may be very loosely related to The Sisters of Mercy, but I wouldn't bet your PayPal account on it. In keeping with the internet's general theme nothing written here should be taken as Gospel: over three quarters of it is utter gibberish, and most of the forum's denizens haven't spoken to another human being face-to-face for decades. Don't worry your pretty little heads about it. Above all else, remember this: You don't have to stay forever. I will understand.
There was a young man called Richey
Who wooed a young lady called SG
He wasn't a goth
But they still hit it off
Their both being sarky and bitchy
Boom boom
There was a young man called Dark
Who preferred not to play in the park
...
And you know that she's half crazy but that's why you want to be there.
There was a young man called Richey
Who wooed a young lady called SG
He wasn't a goth
But they still hit it off
Their both being sarky and bitchy
Boom boom
There was a young man called Dark
Who preferred not to play in the park
...
I figured nothing rhymes with Boudicca (if you pronounce it properly, i.e BO- DI - SEE -YA), but god knows my real name provides endless rhyming opportunities.
Do yer worst.
There's a man with a mullet going mad with a mallet in Millets
There was a young lady called Claire
Who's butt kept on pushing out air
She went out one night
But her date got a fright
And left her alone at the fair.
hallucienate wrote:There was a young lady called Claire
Who's butt kept on pushing out air
She went out one night
But her date got a fright
And left her alone at the fair.
It certainly starts out promisingly obscene... can we make it filthy all the way through?
Come on people, I know you've got it in you!
There's a man with a mullet going mad with a mallet in Millets
boudicca wrote:I figured nothing rhymes with Boudicca (if you pronounce it properly, i.e BO- DI - SEE -YA)Do yer worst.
There once was a lass called Boudicca,
who sat naked beside a forsythia
Along came rock star Izzy,
he said "I wanna get busy!
With such beautiful gal, I beseech 'ya!"
Izzy HaveMercy wrote:
There once was a lass called Boudicca,
who sat naked beside a forsythia
Along came rock star Izzy,
he said "I wanna get busy!
With such beautiful gal, I beseech 'ya!"
You sure know how to woo a lady with poetry, Iz!
I'm all yours, you Flanders love-god you!
There's a man with a mullet going mad with a mallet in Millets
Izzy HaveMercy wrote:
There once was a lass called Boudicca,
who sat naked beside a forsythia
Along came rock star Izzy,
he said "I wanna get busy!
With such beautiful gal, I beseech 'ya!"
You sure know how to woo a lady with poetry, Iz!
I'm all yours, you Flanders love-god you!
I'm already taken, O Ye Most excellent Flower of Britain
But I will temporarily set aside all morals for a little bit of first-class woo-ance!
hallucienate wrote:There was a young lady called Claire
Who's butt kept on pushing out air
She went out one night
But her date got a fright
And left her alone at the fair.
It certainly starts out promisingly obscene... can we make it filthy all the way through?
Come on people, I know you've got it in you!
There was a young lady called Claire
who liked to take it up the arse for a fare
well she squealed like a pig
she loved a good frig
till oneday it got stuck
the .... became a suck
and she ended up with a dirty sanchez right there
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
Come on, the ending is left nice and open for the obvious rhymes
rose petals and flowers
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
paint it black wrote:There was a young lady called Claire
who liked to take it up the arse for a fare
well she squealed like a pig
she loved a good frig
till oneday it got stuck
the .... became a suck
and she ended up with a dirty sanchez right there
This is the stuff!
There's a man with a mullet going mad with a mallet in Millets
There was a young lady called Claire
Who had a mohican 'down there'
But she wasn't impressed
When she later undressed
And found holes in her best underwear
And you know that she's half crazy but that's why you want to be there.
It certainly starts out promisingly obscene... can we make it filthy all the way through?
Yes, dear...coming..... 
