The FurryPile Poem

[Bunny Lvr]

Well, don't poke with a firk

You might receive a yelp

 

[Mambi]

Or maybe have a lick...

of you wrapped up in kelp.

 

[Morgana Willowsett]

To make a salty treat, you need little help,

though I must know why you are bound,

 

[Faust]

To Mornington Crescent Underground?

The tube is a strange place for sushi cosplay

 

[Morgana Willowsett]

yet you don the suit and enter the fray!

That salmon roll took the jubilee line!

 

[Wuff-Wuff]

It's popularity is beyond the comprehension of mine

But like the rest I cannot detest, nor withhold my desire to cheer!

 

[Morgana Willowsett]

I thought you should take sushi with sake, not beer!

But we all must travel along the route of our life,

 

[Wuff-Wuff]

So that we all, someday, can become a sushi wife

Beautiful, kelp wrapped and smelling like a sailor

 

[Mambi]

Beautiful, kelp wrapped and smelling like a sailor

With eyes that hint of lewd behaviour.

Our thoughts do wander as drinks are drunk

 

[metatherat]

A drunk anthro rhino falls on you with a loud kerplunk.

Luckily her butt was very elastic,

 

[Mambi]

Surgery, a little plastic.

Her tummy tucked, and boobs inflated,

 

[Faust]

Her hips she sensually gyrated,

In a dance she called 'the Rhino Twerk'

 

[Morgana Willowsett]

Something to look at, that's quite a perk.

Now I understand, it's rather horny!

 

[Mambi]

The rhino laughs and trips on your knee.

As she grinds so hypnotically.

 

[Chad Firepaws]

Why is she doing it against a tree?



I think she's had enough to drink

 

[Morgana Willowsett]

Or perhaps needs a different beverage, I think.

I, myself, now sip upon on Christmas port,

 

[Mambi]

As time until Christmas grows so short.

But Yule or not, celebrate we shall!

 

[Morgana Willowsett]

Laughing, joking, sharing good times with our pal!

Whatever it is that you may cheer,

 

[metatherat]

while rats wearing christmas hats out of their holes peer

and fill themselves with the christmas spirit - someone left the keg unguarded

 

[Morgana Willowsett]

Ooo, Christmas amber ale! Highly regarded!

Don't forget the cheese! For this I openly give this time,