Aug 2, 2020
I made some edits to my absolutely ancient Bagginshield fic and wanted to share it again now that I’m confident I’ve gotten all the typos!
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I made some edits to my absolutely ancient Bagginshield fic and wanted to share it again now that I’m confident I’ve gotten all the typos!
PETALS 🥀
Adoring Admiring Amassing you so close
in my heart with flowers that blossomed.
Cuddling Caring Completing you so deep
in my zeal foyer with a love that cherished.
Stay Step Stand at ever longing desire
Sneak Sleek Sleep on this hovering cloud amplifier.
Treat Tweet Trick, it’s twelve midnight
Talk Tense Tend so you can light a fire and decide.
Wrecked – My divine soulful spirits.
Wicked – You’re awful intentions.
Withered – My beautiful, lovely petals.
Wished – You’re dead.
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(So that souls that mourned wouldn’t have to face this nightmare)
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HAPPY HOUR
Smoking cigars Riding Horses
Gambling in the town of Epsom, London.
Drinking Blacks Spiced Irish Rum.
Romancing in the middle of nowhere.
Slitting throats and faces with the razor blades.
Betting on the fates of poor and labor working in coal.
Calling few whores to deviate and kill powerful men.
Promising them this would be the one last time.
Doing magical spells on the horses to win the Race.
Robbery is the least bothering issue when they’re already rich people by doing bad things.
Blasting pubs and houses to get insurance.
Beating black and blue in the boxing ring till they die.
Rage is all about it.
Loving one woman who is the mother of your children.
There are no excuses
There are no next times
There is and will be always one certainty and that’s this “HAPPY HOUR.”
Give it a toast and celebrate with champagne 🍾
May this happy hour remain forever.
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Tapping Toes
Love river Love Fever.
Never-ending stream Never-curing extreme.
It Flows smoother than Satin.
It speaks words that are Latin.
Not too fast just like a turtle your fingertips move.
Not too slow just like a dandelion blow flower your words flow like a poem of love.
Little by little my confidence grew.
Little by little you stole my heart accrue.
Big brown honey-like eyes glancing at me.
Big smiles chuckle as a baby is the only key to know that I’m yours and you're Mine only.
Dance along with me.
Tap your toes and make your body free.
Each tap you make me fall in love.
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'Cause Polly...
• Oh Polly did I ever say to you how beautifully you smile Lilies.
• Oh Polly when those lilies fall from the sky you see my glowing face and laugh silly.
• Swimming in your lovely ocean eyes and I feel like a winning Achilles.
• Waiting till the dawn of every morning and asking Polly pleases just wait for me.
• Learning dancing moves to impress you and asking Polly pleases come dance with me.
• Writing poetry lines with love for you and asking Polly please join sing with me.
• I can't feel anything for you love 'Cause Polly you had conked my cupid bow.
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🔴 SERGIO INGRAVALLE
Hey
Hey there love
For the coming & the going.
To the big laughs & the crusades.
To the facts & the clichés.
Till the dawn of my new beginnings,
Here you go I set my card openings.
Come and join the joyous thee,
May this world admire this love lass be.
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🔴 SERGIO INGRAVALLE
FOYER
There’s a foyer open for you
As it assumed for a sower that’s you.
There’s a well open for you
As it assumed the holy water to be sprinkled by you.
There’s this one beating heart for you
As it assumed for endless warmth and adoration for you.
There’s this dirty evil spirit entered for you
As it assumed to erode my eternal endearment for you.
Oh…
My dear holy grassland doesn’t get frightened.
Perhaps, he will appear and protect us under the
name of SALVATION.
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