People that post their own poems but don't comment on those of others.

[Guest]

[Will]

absolutely indeed and indubitably which is why i take pains to attend to you Ahazura as diligently and as often as I can...what time is it there by the way ?. You're up late.

Methinks you're a horn-dog Goldie.   

[Mr. Goldberg]

A horn-dog indeed. And what pray tell in your makeshift American parlance does this quaint colonial expression suggest ?

Be careful how you answer my man, my late grandfather held Regal status.

[Will]

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[Mr. Goldberg]

Spoon chocolate mousse into Azahura's mouth in front of a daddy-long-legs ? I don't see any harm in that.

[ahazura]

Such a funny and odd saying! I certainly would never describe that part of me as pudding or mousse

[Mr. Goldberg]

It's come to a pretty pass that Americans can't communicate with their linguistic foreathers in anything other than pictures...Roget's Thesaurus meets Sesame Street.

let's try again... my intentions upon Ahazura....

To stick my spoon in her dessert bowl ?  Am i getting close ?

Very coarse.

[ahazura]

ah I'll tell you what it implys. The insect is actually the background for THE STICK
THE SPOON IN PUDDING.

SO it would imply here that Will believes you want to stick your spoon into my pudding, hence the awful description for my budding rose...

[Mr. Goldberg]

Budding Rose eh...oh fragranced nectared petaled flower where the bee doth buzz so longingly...

[ahazura]

yes the budding rose, if only to grip the tip of my rose, one would not want to let go....

[Mr. Goldberg]

By the way I still think your eyes are blue.

[ahazura]

By the way I still think your eyes are blue.
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and yet they remain a very deep dark brown...maybe I should upload a new pic

[Mr. Goldberg]

Please do, then we can all put it to the vote of what colour your eyes really are.

Oh and Will what's that 50'S American rock'n'roll song where the chorus goes: ...he's a bird dog...

Your dad'll know.