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On the bright side, as a result the Vogons have been asked to delay work on the galactic bypass.
The Vogons are not happy that work on the galactic bypass has been delayed, because now they have to fill out forms 100 to 437 by hand in quadruplicate.
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POEM CONTEST WITH REWARDS !




Hello I would to like invite all members into poem contest:
Rules:

1. Wrote short poem song about squirrel and cat.

2. Requirments: Your text must had: minimum one "squirrel" and one "cat" words inside of it (words can be also be exchange on "rodent" and: "kitty"; "kittie" words, to song better rhymes for sample.

3. Rewards: Three first authors of best poem songs will be rewarded and on they private forum inboxes will be sent never nowhere eariel published photos of Rias model in costumes of girls characters from diffrent anime, manga, cartoons, pop culture movies and super heroes costumes like DC or Marvel (usually costumes are conversions of oryginally costumes to not broke authors laws and add more art: like for sample add cat,bunny,squirrel ears, or cat tail to costume or switch some clothing for sample: switch armor to dress or top on bikini etc.)

4. I would like to thanks all members who was help me organise contest and also wishing good luck to all contest participants. :cat:

5. For help participants of contest I will give here some sample songs how they should looks like:


Song title: Gigolo Globetrotter (author: Rias)
In Puerto Rico what was going on there were drinks there were ice cream an old cat a young squirrel into the pool as she jumped the water with her tail splashed
In the sunny Argentine sun beautiful cats sunbathe a squirrel will give all his earnings for a poultice of young cat fur
Wild dances beautiful galas in the Brazilian carnival samba rumba figo fago a squirrel has a tie a naked cat
A black cat, a blond squirrel, a cat tells him no to it and the squirrel pulls out a meter-long hot dog

Song title: Sing Star Squirrel! (author: Rias)
Axe, hoe, naked cat
A squirrel is an old fart
Axe, hoe, boom, tick-tick
A squirrel is an old fart
Axe, hoe, sad tale
A squirrel has a soft pipe
Axe, hoe, monkey uncle

A squirrel is an old boor.

:cat:

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My girls are young. Grown women, they still play with dolls.
They come to me to learn of life. Things they won't learn in a classroom. How do they fit into which mold that they belong?
Intimacy with boys, or their own kind. Mabey both.
Each to choose their own way to fulfillment.
Life is complex, but simple if you choose your own path.

A poem to my purpose.
 
A squirrel and a pussy cat
Went off to town to buy a hat
The squirrel said, "oh, woe is me,
"I left my old one up a tree!"

The cat said, with a puzzled frown,
"But why must we go off to town?
"If headgear is the thing you lack,
"Nip up the tree and fetch it back!"

Said squirrel, "Cat, I will be brief,
"The hat was taken by a thief.
"The tree I mean, O Puss, you see,
"Is used by Mister Hanging Tree!"

:rolleyes:
 
The squirrel and the pussy cat had a fight so that is that…



Oh dear reader you want more?

Then turn the page with tender paw



The squirrel to atone, he trekked ten thousand miles to the golden throne

From an ageing Emperor he borrowed a bone

From this he honed a flute

To accompany dear kitty so pretty in her serenade

Of many grand panjandrums

And many a crucified saint (including one St Barb, who tis not that saintly but likes hotels that are quaintly expensive on the purse of her puissant paramours)



So our fine feline, bedecked with gold and plied with wine, her singing lauded for and wide

(tis even said Lord Wragg of Cruxton was so moved he cried)

Did retire in celebrated fame

And did the yon squirrel no longer bear the blame?

Yeah right, he was barred beyond the door and had to spend the night with a somewhat mellow Bear and some whisky

But it has been said that crux girls get frisky

(Quietly mind, let sleeping kitties lie)

So morning saw a smiling set

And then?

Time for breakfast for both man and pet!
 
The squirrel and the pussy cat had a fight so that is that…



Oh dear reader you want more?

Then turn the page with tender paw



The squirrel to atone, he trekked ten thousand miles to the golden throne

From an ageing Emperor he borrowed a bone

From this he honed a flute

To accompany dear kitty so pretty in her serenade

Of many grand panjandrums

And many a crucified saint (including one St Barb, who tis not that saintly but likes hotels that are quaintly expensive on the purse of her puissant paramours)



So our fine feline, bedecked with gold and plied with wine, her singing lauded for and wide

(tis even said Lord Wragg of Cruxton was so moved he cried)

Did retire in celebrated fame

And did the yon squirrel no longer bear the blame?

Yeah right, he was barred beyond the door and had to spend the night with a somewhat mellow Bear and some whisky

But it has been said that crux girls get frisky

(Quietly mind, let sleeping kitties lie)

So morning saw a smiling set

And then?

Time for breakfast for both man and pet!
Such talent going to naught on this limited audience .
 
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