Seaweed Sally and Igor

by Maple Tree   Dec 6, 2012


Igor is dashing
eager to find a mate,
pillaging hills far and wide
bulging from the breakfast he ate.

How can a beast find such a love
when his limp is ghastly and gruesome,
he knows she lurks in halls of shadows
in life there is always a twosome.

Bellowing near the maiden doth call
for she is humping a stone in the night
he runs in search of his lovers screams
falling in love with such a fright.

Oh, thy maiden you reek of beauty
oozing eyes of seaweed and muck
I shall kiss your lips if they stay on your face,
pucker up, and wish me luck!

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  • 11 years ago

    by Chelsey

    Wait wait....who is humping a stone???? Doesn't her cooch hurt? You need this to turn into a sequel with an update of this fair lady please..I need to know if shes alright and if the stone was rough or smooth and precisely how big was it?? LMAO

  • 11 years ago

    by Naughtymouse

    Seriously Syrup i just snuck on here for five mins at work and lmfao!!!!!! i think i just woke the office up :-)

    Loved it xx

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    I burst out laughing at the sight of her humping a rock...haha...this was hilarious yet thought provoking. Pretty deep for a humurous piece but still as awesome as ever.

    :)

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