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			<title>More Than Beautiful </title>
			<description>His chins wobble as jellyHe owns his fartsnoxious fumes deliveredfrom a distended bellyA dozen dying goatsbleat away in his snoresHe also makes noiseslike a strangulated boarHis pillow stays moistwith his pool of droolAnd most of him is stiff'cept his soft, inanimate toolThe toad never bothersconcea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2812697/</link>
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			<title>Dopey Aliens &amp; Happy Dwarfs </title>
			<description>In Collaboration with my friend Paul Bell  :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2767288/</link>
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			<title>Coot Snoot</title>
			<description>I know of a contrived old cootA dagger up her gardening bootTiptoeing sweet and sprySlaying poets on the slyNo talent but still such a snoot</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2767076/</link>
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			<title>Hot Pot Snot</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A very yucky guy called Pol Pot&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Sold a soup of his own yummy snot&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;His nose was always runny&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;So he made lots of money&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Selling big pots of sno..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2766987/</link>
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			<title>Quail Tale</title>
			<description>A wellrounded lady AbigailWas shaped like a plump little quailShe was such a curvy dishIt was every man's fond wishTo relish a piece of her tail&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2766986/</link>
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			<title>Ahoy</title>
			<description>Rigging&amp;nbsp;ofa vessel that&amp;rsquo;s meWith ropes, wires and chainsI cut the noose, set me looseIn a big, wide, open-ended seaWatching you gesticulateFrom the shore, waving wildly, madlyI drift far and further awayAt my own pace and velocityAhoy! No bolster, bob or buoyA boat unshackled freeGather..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2766745/</link>
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			<title>Garden Fairy</title>
			<description>Once a sprite so frisky and light&amp;nbsp;Did ballet in a grove by starlight&amp;nbsp;Till she met a garden fairyWith bits so foul and hairy&amp;nbsp;Sprite pissed herself in sheer fright</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2766559/</link>
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			<title>Hot Mom Hot Dad (In Collaboration with Paul Bell)</title>
			<description>Thank you Paul for starting me on a new adventure   &amp;#128569;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2765751/</link>
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			<title>Pure Fun Limericks </title>
			<description>One non-poet OrdovicianWhose brain cells seem in attritionPuts out selfies, calls them ArtA pure narcissistic fartVain f****t needs a cosmeticianA swine with a face like a whineBought himself a hoe as valentineBut it slipped off her tongueOl&amp;rsquo; sod was not too well hu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2764963/</link>
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			<title>Limericks to Lady Margie </title>
			<description>A shout out </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2764656/</link>
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			<title>At You </title>
			<description>I have run out of&amp;hellip;.Sticks and stonesRotten tomatoes and eggsSlippers and shoes&amp;nbsp;(too costly anyway)Rants and laments Smelly socks &amp;nbsp;Used plastic bottles Used tampons and toilet wipesSoiled panties&amp;nbsp;(blood, cum and poo)Stinking rags My cat&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2764499/</link>
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			<title>I love you Mum</title>
			<description>Ranting...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2763665/</link>
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			<title>Pain In The A*s Poems</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2763664/</link>
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			<title>Dark Hydra - You caught me on the wrong side of the bed! </title>
			<description>In response to a review on my poem &quot;Ghost Notes&quot;  
https://www.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2165180/
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2762744/</link>
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			<title>IDIOMIC FUN</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Atisket and a tasketAre all your eggs in a basket?If you have too many wivesJust keep losing all the knivesOr else get laid in a big casket&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Old King Cole loved to be in dragAnd while in drag he loved to shagBut his missus came to knowFrom an old vin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2609351/</link>
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			<title>Queen's Beans</title>
			<description>Apolite and well-mannered queenHad chronic farting in her genesShe let rip on the quietYet there was a big riotA traitor had fed her baked beans</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2609173/</link>
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			<title>Rama Mama! </title>
			<description>An Indian stuck in Atacama&amp;nbsp;Tried telephoning his mamaHis pants got soiled with s**t&amp;nbsp;With no water to flush itHare Rama Rama Hare Rama!&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2580213/</link>
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			<title>JOYSTICK</title>
			<description>A fat frigid lady named JoyWas sexually frustrated and coyShe came up with a goalTo marry a male blow-up dollAnd now she's very happy with her boy&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2578901/</link>
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			<title>Otter Water</title>
			<description>Once a naughty little baby otterAlways liked to pee in the waterRub-a -dub-a-dub-dub-dubHis mum threw out the tubThe baby went out with the bathwater&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2573052/</link>
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			<title>HAPPY DIWALI </title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2561941/</link>
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			<title>Bad Luck Limericks </title>
			<description>Old mademoiselle Dupont&amp;nbsp;Went out on a fun nightly jauntShe was left in distressWhen a thief stole her dressHer jiggly bits she had to flaunt&amp;nbsp;A hirsute maid Hortense&amp;nbsp;Exposed herself daily on a fenceAnd many a passer byMistook her for a horseflyShe was so bushy and denseAn unlucky guy c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2554556/</link>
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			<title>Sweetly Ending Limericks</title>
			<description>A sweet old lady with a beardNeeded a barber to be shearedBut she met some friendly beesFor a comfy rental feesShe let them lay eggs in her beard&amp;nbsp;A wee little man from RangoonWanted to fly off on a spoonHe took the marital wowWith a fat and fluffy cowThey flew to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2539059/</link>
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			<title>Moral Kicks In Limericks </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I know of two lovers in SpainWho liked to get dirty in the rainBut one mad bug in the grassTaught them never to trespassTheir wee-wees turned scarlet with pain&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A man was a bloody misfitHe rocked every skirt with a slitThe ladies he did..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2538842/</link>
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			<title>Scott Caught Cot</title>
			<description>There once lived a wily old ScottWho thought he was so hunky and hotBut he let out a big sneeze&amp;nbsp;His rheumy lungs had a wheeze&amp;nbsp;His missus sent him quick to his cot</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2490032/</link>
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			<title>My Friend Paul</title>
			<description>There once was a nice guy named PaulWho wanted to review one and allBut then he got a big shockSome prick had pressed him the 'block'&amp;nbsp;Paul had a big beer and said 'bugger-all'</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2490021/</link>
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			<title>Just For Kicks</title>
			<description>1)There once was a coolcat named JudeWho thought himself a real hot dudeWhen he bought himself a hoe'Twas a hairy bloke named JoeWho flattened his nose in a feud2)A harlot in Harlem aimed to pleaseHer clients' prick she meant to teaseShe gave 'em a fever that hoeIt wasn't so pr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2489174/</link>
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			<title>Chicks &amp; Dicks</title>
			<description>1.Every lady worth her saltWho can bring the traffic to a haltMust have a lover or twoTo buy her Jimmie-ChoosAnd be her doggy by default 2.Every lover worth his saltWho can be clobbered for no faultMust gift his lady a stickTo help flagellate his dickAnd save his bottom from ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2489173/</link>
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			<title>Hicks &amp; Pricks </title>
			<description>1)There once was a crone named ShirleyWho drove a sick, wheel-chaired HarleyThe engine revved to a vroomBut the motor went kaboomNow she flies on a broom all snarly2)There once was a sweet Catholic popeWho was a little too fond of the dopeTill he got himself so highSpoke to the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2489172/</link>
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			<title>LIMERICKS</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2489125/</link>
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			<title>Oh shed a tear </title>
			<description>On Illicit love  :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2486750/</link>
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			<title>POSEUR</title>
			<description>Laugh laugh wink wink &amp;#128523;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2483925/</link>
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			<title>Bippety-Bop</title>
			<description>Shape Poetry - A big fat sun</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2466614/</link>
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			<title>Structure Stricture</title>
			<description>There's a Dick In the Pic  &amp;#128574;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2464415/</link>
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			<title>Poo and Nonsense</title>
			<description>It seems like love and IreRun parallel in melike blood and peeOne moment, I feel such loveAnd the next, I want toSlap the living daylightsout of their whiny a*sThen you wonderDo you really love them?And if you did, how couldYou wish they were aA fat rubber..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2174734/</link>
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			<title>I Love You</title>
			<description>Mwah Meow &amp;#128573;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2173453/</link>
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			<title>How Dare You!</title>
			<description>Off with the monkey's head! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2165968/</link>
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			<title>Happy Women&amp;rsquo;s Day! </title>
			<description>To all the very special ladies here!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2165498/</link>
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			<title>Ghost Notes</title>
			<description>Someone is haunting me! Help!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2165180/</link>
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			<title>Poetic rants in poetic pants</title>
			<description>Stupid A*s Poet</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2150919/</link>
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			<title>About Writing </title>
			<description>People with avarice in their souls cannot write worthwhile poetry. To write poetry that moves, one must have substance within them. People who have nothing in them can write forever but will only come up with contrived, wishy washy poems. Poems with no soul. Maybe perfectly structured but lacking th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2149572/</link>
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			<title>Back With A Bang</title>
			<description>An a*s has as muchneed of a pen as the wisepen away you a*s&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2101674/</link>
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			<title>A cOkEhEaD aNd A cRoNe</title>
			<description>Deflated as f**k! (Villains are supposed to die)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2072055/</link>
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			<title>The No Poem Boyfriend - A Grouse</title>
			<description>This is for you... again....&amp;#128574;!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2071715/</link>
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			<title>Slaying Me In The Dark ?</title>
			<description>Why in the name of God? </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2071107/</link>
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			<title>Criminal Neglect</title>
			<description>Neglect is cruel</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2071075/</link>
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			<title>The Love Of That Poet</title>
			<description>Sigh...This is for you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2070932/</link>
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			<title>Its Over!</title>
			<description>A simple break-up poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2070587/</link>
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			<title>His Words</title>
			<description>Hypothetically yours...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2070186/</link>
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			<title>Why Cats Kill Rats</title>
			<description>The mystery is finally solved! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2069821/</link>
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			<title>If You Say You Love Me</title>
			<description>Hypothetically sentimental </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ProseRose/2069607/</link>
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