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Jeri, Calumon, and the Bubbles
One day in the Digital World, Jeri and Calumon were playing with soap bubbles. “Okay, Calumon,” said Jeri. “Here comes another round!” Jeri dipped her bubble tube tool in the soap, and took a nice, deep breath. She then blew bubbles through the small tube and Calumon began popping them. “This is fun!” Calumon giggled. “Here comes another one, Calumon. Get ready!” Jeri blew a bigger bubble than the rest this time and Calumon tried to pop it. But then… “Whoa!” he exclaimed, landing on top before the bubble carried him away. *POP!* “Gotcha!” said Jeri, catching Calumon. “Gee, Calumon… I thought you were gonna float away with that bubble, huh?” “Yeah,” he replied. I figured. Hee-hee. Hey! Have you ever been inside a bubble before, Jeri?” “Hmm…” she pondered. “I don’t really know, but… I wonder how it would feel if I was inside a giant bubble. Just then, a random bubble came right behind her. “I think it’s hard to tell when…” “Uh, Jeri?” he pointed somewhere.
Literature
Loud-Casa Hypno-Quickies: Quadrupling the Fun
*The sun shone down brightly over Great Lakes City. On this particular day, the heat was so intense that most people decided to spend the day at the local water park. Among those people were Ronnie Anne Santiago, her older cousin Carlota Casagrande, her best friend Sid Chang, and Sid’s little sister Adelaide. Clad in their respective swimsuits with flip-flops on their feet (along with Adelaide sporting a sunhat on her head), the four girls are presently strolling around the park in search of an activity to kick off their day.* Sid: Man, I love this place. What do you guys want to do first? Ronnie Anne: Well, I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m going to look for the high-dive and perform the mother of all cannonballs. Carlota: I’m probably going to take it easy and try to get a tan. Maybe take a little snooze too, if I feel like it. Ronnie Anne: Why doesn't that surprise me in the slightest? *Chuckles, then turns back to her friend.* What about you, Sid? Got anything
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Farting For Profit
The following includes F/M, pain, and prostitution. The man sitting in the BMW was a complete mystery to me. I didn't know who or what he might be—and I found that incredibly exciting. His name was Greyson Vail, but that could just be an alias. No one on these fart fetish matching apps use their own name. He had paid for me to fart on him. It was a rather odd occupation, one as an eproctophiliac sex worker, but it wasn't unheard of. In fact, most of my clients were men like him: straight guys into farts. They were called "flatulist" by some people because they liked having women fart on them. My job involved meeting up with them at a prearranged place where we would have dinner together before going somewhere more private to make out and fool around (if you can call being pinned down against a couch while getting your face covered in ass gas fooling around). The flatulists usually wanted me to do all sorts of things related to fart fetishism; fart noises, smells, and even anal play
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Poem no. 1117. A linked haiku, which originally was going to be a rensaku as inspired by jade-pandora, however I remembered after finishing this, that a rensaku is a linked tanka. So I will try to compose a rensaku properly as soon as the words come to me.
I was inspired by old newspaper articles of the elderly unable to put on their heating in the coldest days of winter due to extortionate gas and electric bill prices.
I was inspired by old newspaper articles of the elderly unable to put on their heating in the coldest days of winter due to extortionate gas and electric bill prices.
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Oh Nemo, thank you for showing how inspired you felt by the example set by me, how lovely of you! Now let me update you on even more about what you did with this renga. You have indeed done a renga, but with linked senryu! Now don't worry, linked senryu is also a renga. Here's what I'll do; below is an essay I wrote about the two short forms and how they differ. I made sure I wrote it without being tediously long, and written to be easily understand -- I hope! Anyway, I hope my little effort helps, and this way you'll know when you're writing senryu, which allows more room with emotions and topics, more so than haiku! But now I don't want to give away the ending, so please have a read, and if you feel inclined, I'd love to hear what you think. Thanks again so much!
Senryu, and How It Differs from HaikuCompared to other styles of poetry under the category of Haiku and Eastern, there is comparatively little published about the more aggressive senryu.
Senryu, whose name means river willow, uses humor and satire to examine human society. Senryu takes on the form of haiku, but makes greater use of punctuation techniques (ellipses, exclamations, etc.) to convey its point. Senryu can use seasonal kigo, but do not rely on them. In senryu, the seasonal reference should be second in importance to the human portrayal. Contrary to popular belief, not all senryu is humorous. Many express misfortune, eroticism, political views (very important), religion & spirituality, and even anger (observational, not overflowing emotion like tanka). It is often bawdy, devoid of the subtle beauty known in haiku. Animals can also be represented through interaction using human personifications.
Originating during Japan's Edo period, senryu reflected both the societal and political turmoil of the time perio