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Horror Poem

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Horror Poem

It was Saturday night, time for the dance.
There in my wardrobe, a little black dress.
A formal affair so I couldn’t wear pants.
I’m a vanity queen, I must confess.
I looked in the mirror, just a short glance.
The dress was all wrinkled, needed a press.
Smoothing the skirt there were terrible signs.
The little black dress, showed my panty lines.

I thought about this to make a decision.
My reflection was awful making me moan.
My little black dress may need a revision.
Panty lines showed, where my hips had grown.
This horrible sight that I did envision.
When I bought this dress I was skin and bone.
There’s only one way to impress the guys,
So under my dress is a naked surprise.

 

 

 

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Ottava Rima:
An Ottava Rima is a poem written in 8-line octives. Each line is of a 10 or 11 syllable count in the following rhyme:

one octive poem. abababcc
two octive poem. abababcc, dededeff
three octive poem. abababcc, dededeff, ghghghii

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  • captain howdy
    October 21, 2007

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    My sides are splitting

    This cracks me up! You do well all of the time with any prompt you are given! You're just too good. Why aren't you published yet?


  • Malabu
    October 20, 2007

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    well well

    I dont know if you are aware? but in the high class society...women do not wear panties or pantyhose under their dresses...this is a fact...question is...does a man want to see where you have grown? lol
    love the poem though...much work went into it...


  • Cup-a-Joe
    October 20, 2007
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    The comments are al-most as good as the poem.
    Thanks for a great read.
    Joe


  • Myth Of Twilight
    October 19, 2007

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    sweet write i love the work it gives me some ideas for a seres of storys im writeing great work i loved the poem


  • Desire gold member
    October 19, 2007

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    Oh My Gosh!!

    Love this piece penned and I had to chuckle
    Wonderful form You have chosen also~
    You took the prompt and just brought it to Life
    so to speak

    Loveddddddddddddd it!!
    Keep that quill dancing Beautiful!!

    Best wishes to You in the contest
    Many blessings too
    and much love~ Desire~*~


  • jo-el
    October 19, 2007

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    lol ah i like it. the rhyme is well done. love the honesty in first stanza. the solution you came up with gives us guys a little more insight into the thought processes ya ladies go through in situations like that. very cute. excellent write


  • ma belle
    October 19, 2007

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    Oh such wonderful humor. Just luved it--the ending was just too cute. hahaha And I luved the 2-stanza Ottava Rima, too (I love poetry forms). Beautiful job. Wonderful entry. Thank you.


  • HaleyMary
    October 19, 2007

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    This is a good write. The ending is humorous and the title makes me think of the upcoming Halloween holiday.
    A naughty, funny write. Best of luck in the contest, Sis.


  • Cerulean Sunrise gold member
    October 19, 2007
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    Oh my! What a delightful read.
    I loved it. heheh


  • PerVirtuous
    October 19, 2007
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    Three bunnies here. Comment below.


    • Amera gold member
      October 19, 2007

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      Below? I think the correct term should be "beneath" Thanks for the bunnys,


      Love,
      Pantyless♥


  • Marctheman
    October 19, 2007

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    I love this, show a different side of you, i love those naked surprises, very good for the heart. lol good luck in the contest.


    • Amera gold member
      October 19, 2007
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      He he… Thanks! I have many facets


  • LarryATilander
    October 19, 2007
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    I think I understand

    Bending to pick up a dime from the floor
    She revealed more that I wanted to view
    There was a sight that I simply abhor
    Fear and quite loathe and forever eschew.
    Now I am shaken right down to the core.
    Bazzled, debazed and with nary a clue.
    There, what I thought was a visual prize
    Is nothing but flabby old thunderous thighs.

    • PerVirtuous
      October 19, 2007
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      Old Larry needs eyeglasses that is for sure
      His vision quite muddied both eyes and his mind
      He quite mistook what was in that metaphor
      He should look again and I think he would find
      One really tight poem a man should adore
      The rhyme scheme exciting the flow right behind
      Between the cute lines of this poem I read
      The panty dilemma was all in her head

      • LarryATilander
        October 19, 2007
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        A panty dill llama. It sounds quite a pickle.
        But one to adore or a door not to prise?
        Tan lines tantalise with hair that will tickle.
        A hair of the dog that should wear a disguise.
        For panties in head I would give not a nickle.
        Nor hairs of the dog all quite baked to hair pies.
        But petting the llama would be prized by many
        By those wearing pants or a hose without any

        • PerVirtuous
          October 19, 2007
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          I understand some would find more luck to keep
          Far from the women, away from dispair
          Preferring the comp'ny of llamas and sheep
          But trust me, there's no way I'll ever go there
          Not even in playtime in dreams when I sleep
          I dream of an animal that is sans hair
          That ranges a little Southeast of Orlando
          And happens to be, at this moment, commando

          • LarryATilander
            October 19, 2007

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            Yes

            From dispair and diapers far I must keep
            Being a lone wolf and happy that way
            Also from llamas and goats and from sheep
            And anything else that is dining on hay
            But south of Orlando where water is deep
            You may find the critters who splash and do play
            End up with you where they mostly have smiles
            Dread armoured didlos and shrewed croc o dials


    • Amera gold member
      October 19, 2007
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      lol

      thanks; hence the title. hehe....

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