Welcome, My Sillies! Together we'll uncover morsels of sweetness in the light and dark. You'll crave chocolate. I'm a naughty influence. {Note: I avoid Hershey's but partake in regular fixes of fair trade and organic varieties.} Please enjoy a ravenous sampling, and may you fast become addicted. Cheers to all things sweet. That, Dear Sillies, includes you.
Dear Sillies,
I'm resurrecting this baby in honor of Springtime.
Here's hoping Spring brings brighter, more glorious days for you and the earth.
Take good care, friends.
I'd love tht type of spring in my step but for the past week, my body has been taken a beating and not in the nice way. Got to love this poem and it give me ideas for the future:)
And that verb ("sproyoyoyoing") looks very different when done by a male versus a female. It also takes more room when done by a male. Well, then again, some males don't sproyoyoyoing for more than two inches. Never mind.
Haha. Thank you, my friend. I can't help but notice that many are drawn to dirty, eggy baskets. It's a bit odd to me. Better to have a clean, empty one, I think. xx
Thanks for getting spring off to an arousing start.
ReplyDeleteI hope Mrs. C. benefited. Smiles.
DeleteYou're welcome and thank you, Stephen.
I'd love tht type of spring in my step but for the past week, my body has been taken a beating and not in the nice way. Got to love this poem and it give me ideas for the future:)
ReplyDeleteSorry, hon. I hope you spring back soon.
DeleteHooray for Spring. And definitely hooray for brighter, nicer, kinder days for the world.
ReplyDeleteAmen!
DeleteThanks, EC.
It has passion and compassion. Definitely a stirring poem to spring, and I love the collage around the border.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Geo. I'm glad you like it.
DeleteBernie is the face of compassion. Have I mentioned that I love him?
I'm quite fond of you too.
I believed every word until the line 'I hate to ask for more'. Come on, Robyn, you can't sleep on a half-empty tummy!
ReplyDeleteHaha. You have a creative way with words, GB. I'm craving some original sin. You're right. I'm a liar, GB. I don't hate asking.
DeleteAw, honey, you are The Bunny!
ReplyDeleteAw, macho man, thank you. x
DeleteNow that's a spring fling.
ReplyDeleteOriginal sin though? Heard it! Now, drink three Bloody Marys and go to bed.
I love it, Alex. And so I shall drink three Bloody Marys and go to bed (as soon as I find someone worthy and capable of original sinning).
DeleteThe urges of spring are strong. Now to find a willing partner to perform the rites.
ReplyDeleteThere's always a catch, darnit. Let the hunting begin and/or continue.
DeleteKeep a smile and a fantasy, Jono. That's what I'm doing. ;)
Now that's the way to cheer me up--not that I've ever had an unhappy moment.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
No, but I'm so glad to add some cheer to your already cheerful existence.
DeleteLove you, girlfriend.
Well then, I guess spring has officially *sproyoyoyoing*.
ReplyDeleteAnd that verb ("sproyoyoyoing") looks very different when done by a male versus a female. It also takes more room when done by a male. Well, then again, some males don't sproyoyoyoing for more than two inches. Never mind.
DeleteSpring sounds like it sprung on up. Sure more specific that the cat's experience spring have a fling lol
ReplyDeleteThe cat has the right idea for spring
DeleteIt's about feeding your cravings, and that sort of thing.
My basket is definitely clean and egg free! LOL
ReplyDeleteYep, mine for a few years now. It's nice, huh, Diane?
DeleteYou really know how to put some zing into Spring! Hope everything is coming up roses with you.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Cheryl. I hope you're enjoying the spring too.
DeleteWow, lots of suggestions here!
ReplyDeleteBut what do you mean, Sage? ;~)
DeleteOoh. I am lost for words. :D
ReplyDeleteMatt Damon though.
He does stir those springy urges, right, Lux?
DeleteWell we're still waiting for spring to start here!
ReplyDeleteIt's moving slowly there, huh? Well, hopefully it'll make up for the delay when it arrives.
DeleteSpring has sprung
ReplyDeletefigure out who's hung
oh the birds and bees get randy
I hope you get lots of Easter chocolate candy
love your poetry, as always. Happy Spring to you, my friend!!!
Happy Spring, Joanne!
DeleteI'm so excited spring has finally arrived. It's about freakin' time! Love you, my friend.
ReplyDeleteLove you too, girlie.
Delete'Basket's egg free' ahahha Classic.
ReplyDeleteMore humour in the world is required.. especially Robyn's erotic style! Forget Gangham style! More please!!
xo
Haha. Thank you, my friend. I can't help but notice that many are drawn to dirty, eggy baskets. It's a bit odd to me. Better to have a clean, empty one, I think. xx
DeleteYou naughty girl...I count on you for a laugh.
ReplyDeleteI'm honored. I'm always willing to put out. Wink.
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