Passions War (A Dual In Action)

A Dual Match Between:

 

Log-home-guy-Nic

&

 

bosiarbooger

 

 

Let the Games Begin

 

 

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bosiarbooger: 

 

Take That

 

You’ve stolen now a young girl’s heart,

I’ve craved for many day

I’d woo said girl, and win her back,

if you’d just go away

 

A duel of words will fit the bill,

I want this to be fair

Insulting both my honor and pride,

cuffed inside her lair

 

Back to back we walk the line,

at thirty steps we write

Deadly words thrown forth and back,

lasting most the night

 

When wounded we shall take a break,

replenishing with beer

The battle may last for weeks on end,

the winner calls her dear

 

Except my challenge oh mighty one,

for her heart I need to win

With these words the duel ensues,

so let the games begin

 

Nic

 

You have set the challenge here

to try to take the hand of my wife

let me first make sure you know it clear

her hand I'm holding tight

 

You think you'll triumph

and send me in a sprawl

but you will never see me let her go 

You will never see me crawl

though fight I must day after day

her heart is mine, and I'm here to stay

 

so friend is all you can call her sir

make no more moves to take her hand

passion flows from her pure heart

and it is I,  she claims to be her man

 

 

Bosiarbooger

 

 

For years these battles have ensued,

to steal away a pretty heart

Though no disrespect is meant by me,

she’s only yours to start

 

An elder statesman though I be,

please let us not be fooled

Strong and dapper, gentle and smart,

features finely tooled

 

I’ll find you sir a lesser prize,

if I win her heart away

If she resists my charmed advance,

away from her I promise to stay

 

 

Nic

 

 

Wisdom sir is not a trate to trifle with

But that does not bother me You see

for strong, dapper,gentle and smart

why, all these things are truly me

 

You had better offer more than this

to gain from passion one wet warm kiss

I am sorry Mr. statesman I will not tell you more

for my wisdom won her heart, and caused her to adore

 

I may be a bit the younger man

but my parents raised no fool

I've studied hard prepared myself

for life, love and just this kind of dual

 

I know the prize I hold within my arms

each day I gain some more her heart

with my loving respectful charms

I shall never stop my part

for sweet Passion I'll never harm

 

 

Bosiarbooger

 

Tis true she spends her time with you,

but given half a chance

She’d come to love this Cajon hound,

with sultry fine romance

 

I’d whisper nothings in her ear,

accenting on desires

And whisk the flames to burn inside,

erupting in loves fire

 

So count your pleasures now my friend,

one day may be your last

A spell of dreams may fill her eyes,

and then your time has past

 

 

Nic

 

If ever she desired it

I would gladly set her free

that is just the charm of it

in my arms there is no need

 

a blossem budding flower

with freedom to kiss the breeze

to soak up rain and sunshine

to brighten the shrubs and trees

 

for this reason you came to adore her

but a snif is all you get

for this flower is growing in my care

your clippers I won't let

 

I tenderly take good care of her

she's ever in my watchfull eyes

your just one of the many

attracted butterflies

 

so shew away from here

go find another flower

this one fills my heart with joy

and you only wish to devour

 

 

 

Bosiarbooger:

There’s truth in much of what you say, 

but you won’t let her go

And I am the one filled with desire,

that’s impossible not to show 

She is a flower rare and sweet,

whose scent does drive me wild

I too would nurture this fine gem,

for I am still beguiled 

A beauty vast and lovely,

 reaching deep into her soul

Not for one moment would I make her sad,

her virtues to extol 

I say to you good man of strength,

your fight has done her proud

But I would be a fool again, 

to not pledge my love out loud 

   

Nic

 

My noble man I understand you

I know so well what fills your heart

I understand how you are wanting

but it's far better if you depart

 

I know this angel passion

of my soul she's now essential

grafted there and giving life

to remove her kills her potential

 

for she has come to need me also

and there is the biggest fix

if you truly do so love her

don't muddy up the mix

 

be glad that she is happy

and just hope I drop the ball

though I warn, you will be waiting

until, from this life I fall

 

Bosiarbooger: 

For My Flower

 Wounded in this battle sir,

I knew I could not win

Matters not my strength of words,

Victoria would not sin 

I bleed here on my honor,

to show her of her worth

Though she’s yours I pledge my love,

swearing on my birth 

That I may live to see the day,

my flower is set free

I pray ‘tis I she craves for then,

dreaming she’ll come to me 

Blunder I did my chance to wed 

as sorrow fills my heart

I am beguiled for evermore,

of her every part  

Standing there she watches,

and I see it in her eyes

Pleading from her very heart,

begging I won’t die 

So to you good man I say,

I shall wait my turn

For I know deep in her heart,

it’s me that she does yearn 

 

Nic

 

Passions heart is grand and full of love

room there for her to hold so many

each one she gives a special part

and for you I am sure there is plenty

 

I try to feel bad for your sad plight

the very fact that you lost the fight

when contest rose to wed and take her hand

but if you had won, 2nd place I could not stand

 

strong word and honerable penning

has won you my deep respect

if death should come upon me

your care of passion i would not reject

 

so take those multi vitamans

exsersise all morning long

you must keep that body working

to out live me so

husband can be your song