DarkStar & R-man

Pure as a fluttering snow white dove,
This youthful couple are deeply in love,
And find happiness in each other's arms,
Nestling in happiness' tender charms

Two beautiful children, Nathan and Raiye-Anne,
Have been born to DarkStar, and her perfect man,
She loves to play with her kids out in the park,
And R-man the doting father is the family camping king,
Taking his children and this star that is dark,
Around the fire they tell stories then songs they sing

To the north of Americaland, in Canada they reside,
Life's tribulations were many, but never did they hide,
Instead, standing strong, they solved the problems and proved the naysayers wrong

A mother and guardian too of sister and brother,
Strong enough to run her family, and then another,
R-man and DarkStar's bond of love is an invincible fort,
No cannon can break the walls, no lies their love distort

Bouchie

She's the editrix of the Blot and player of PS2
Bouchie's the kind of girl of whom there are too few

A mighty Briton she is and in God's own county
And smitten I was, with beauty in such bounty
Alas, she has a fella, and he is not me!
But hope springs eternal and I still love thee!

Hit me with your rhythm stick, you sexy beast!
From the docks of Whitby Bay, to Snake Pass Way,
If music is the food of love, let's have a feast
And we can picnic on the North York Moors one sunny day

Ode to Shyla

Sexier than Venus,
Smarter than Hawking,
She doesn't have a penis,
And the lads can't help gawking

Writing articles for the Blot,
in its regular monthly slot
that are always well received,
and no-one feels aggrieved,

And important to her are equal rights,
for men and women, straight and gay,
she will not tolerate homophobic slights,
in fundamentalist debates she is a ray,
of light who shines for freedom for all,
and destroying false lines that hold us in thrall

To an unthinking divide that can override,
common sense and a just land,
though the far right may try and fight,
they cannot have freedom banned

Starshyne, Starshyne, wherefore art thou Starshyne?
Guided through life by the light of the Lord,
By her beauty men are instantly floored,
Such a sweet girl, always so nice,
Giving to others the soundest advice,
And those who are mean are merely ignored

A random fellow he certainly is,
with strange silly posts and a secret rank,
only the foolish this man will diss,
and beautiful girls he daily will spank,
Random is his name! And he commissioned this verse
so he will get great fame! and add to the Survivor purse!

Aren't lesbians great?
Jax's
aren't lesbians great? I wish I knew some more
I went on a date with one, and sadly failed to score,
But I have a lesbian friend, who I truly adore,
And her name is Jax the Juicy, a brand new Beta,
I bought her a moosey, which tried to eat her,
But Jax slew the vile beast with an iron weight,
And we had a moose feast, aren't lesbians great?