The killick that he bore upon his arm
was who he was and also what he was
a badge, a rank, a sanctioned state of mind.
The discipline the powers sought to bear
empowered men like him to bully boys
and so rank them according to their tastes,
social whims, or fiscal given favors
as is the life, the mothers sold their sons
The killick that he bore upon his arm
was who he was, for now, but that could change;
for willing boys were hard to press to feed
desires of those who stood upon the bridge.
Should he succeed, then he may make first mate
less able, demoted back to Able.
For ’tis the boys that tug upon the ropes
that Captains need and Killicks train to be.
We arrived early at the Fairmile
We’re welcomed by Jason’s warm smile
He made a pot of tea
For my hubby and me
I’m happy we’re staying a while!
Our bedroom was spotlessly clean
And as for the breakfast cuisine
The huge choice was amazing
(Overnight oats I’m praising)
We feasted like a King and Queen!
The pre–order system is great
It ensured the food on our plate
Was ready on time
And it tasted divine
One downside I’ve put on some weight!!!!
For treats you need not travel far
The lounge has an honesty bar
Drinks and tasty snacks
Like yummy flapjacks
This guesthouse should rank a four star!
Hosts Jason and wife Melanie
In tandem, they work seamlessly
I can truly attest
They look after each guest
Shame Fairmile’s not closer to me!
There’s plenty more that I could say
But sadly I’ve not got all day
If it’s in your plans
To visit St Anne’s
The Fairmile’s the best place to stay!
Your Beauty
Your beauty’s rank a birthright
Each feature among the best
From crown to sole a delight
But a few exceed the rest
Eyes even time enraptures
So ageless within and through
Each gilded iris captures
A pale bloom with verdant hue
As through parted crimson bows
With breath swirling aquiver
Your tongue’s nectar overflows
The banks of passion’s river
Like the din of storms replaced
By two doves softly cooing
Your bosom so soft and chaste
Is shame’s welcome undoing
Your hands gracefully holding
One bejeweled with gleaming light
Such precious dreams unfolding
Their shimmering wings for flight
Surrounded by shapely hips
And with moist walls pulsating
Your fertile lock licks its lips
For the key it’s awaiting
Every piece is perfection
Every last part is divine
Pure seductive confection
Upon which the blessed dine
LADY NARUTO
by
_shiki fuin_
19
Of all the guys I know
I love the most is NARUTO,
A ninja in KOnohagakure
Who dreams to be a hokage.
I want to be in Konoha and live in ninja way
I want to learn the jutzus in Ninja Academy,
I want to be a team mate of Sakura and Sasuke
for me to be with NARUTO and a member of team Kakashi.
I Love You NARUTO...
Can I be your LADY..?
Oh, please- LADY NARUTO I want to be.
I'll master ninjutzus, taijutzus and genjutzus
The techniques made and used by great heroes,
I want to be given with Rank A mission
I want to be assigned with top secret mission.
I will learn the "Sexy No Jutzu"
To disguise as Sakura Haruno,
Oh, how I wish I'm like Sasuke
That turns illusion into reality.
I Love You NARUTO...
Can I be your LADY..?
Oh, please- LADY NARUTO I want to be.
I am living in the world of reality
And he is in the world of fantasy,
That's why we're not meant to be
Because NARUTO is just an anime.
But,
I Love You NARUTO...
Can I be your LADY..?
Oh, please- LADY NARUTO I want to be.
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