The Bouts-Rimés Challenge

AlwaysHungry said:

I agree, it is important. But the poets I love the most, such as Keats, broke the rules all the time.

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Absolutely, I too love Keats. But you have to know what the rules are to know how to break them and if there are no rules then nothing can be broken.

delicious_man said:

As a reminder for anyone looking for the next Bouts-Rimés challenge the words are:

muffle
kerfuffle
tingling
mingling
salacious
flirtatious

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Thinking of Joan in the Sestine Chapel

Joan was loud, so I needed to muffle
her long moans, or there'd be a kerfuffle.
Yet she had my parts, all of them, tingling
from our coupling and thrashing and mingling
(which I'm sure sounds extremely salacious,
but was really enthused—er, flirtatious).

But who cares if we're more than flirtatious?
Any ninny can stifle and muffle
their libido when it's too salacious
without causing a moral kerfuffle.
And it's marvelous, mushily mingling
with a trollop whose torso sets tingling

your so masculine, personal Ting-ling!
I will tell you--that beats just flirtatious
for distinctive and joyous co-mingling,
such that even if I'm forced to muffle
the low groans of our scuffle's kerfuffle
I would rather be mutely salacious

(Really, can one be mutely salacious?)
than surrender our thing-flinging tingling
just to tone down some social kerfuffle.
Oh, and anyway, this thing, "flirtatious,"
seems by nature not easy to muffle,
for we humans bring screaming to mingling.

But remember how natural is mingling
in this way. It is hardly salacious,
not behavior to hide or to muffle.
And while, yes, it's the drive of the tingling
in our nether parts, makes us flirtatious,
it's more comedy than it's kerfuffle.

Often, mating's a stuffy kerfuffle,
both a social and sexual mingling
that oft escalates from the flirtatious
before trending toward that salacious
and delicious, dyadic, deep tingling
that would be so distasteful to muffle.



Moral(s):
Please don't muffle or stifle this tingling.
Though salacious, sex is no kerfuffle.
To get mingling, be charming, flirtatious.


So thus endeth my "sestinic" truffle.




Next rhymes (use in any order, repeat if desired):

There was a young duchess from Brest
With a robin on her family crest.
Whether birds of a feather,
Or inclement weather,
One noticed how red was her breast.


OK, try these:

aggrieve
sleeve
raw
je ne sais quoi
applaud
clod or clawed

Who doesn't love a limerick?

Bravo Tzara. I enjoyed that tremendously. Surely you have channelled the spirit of Bouts-Rimés with those rhyming gymnastics.

AlwaysHungry said:

There was a young duchess from Brest
With a robin on her family crest.
Whether birds of a feather,
Or inclement weather,
One noticed how red was her breast.


OK, try these:

aggrieve
sleeve
raw
je ne sais quoi
applaud
clod or clawed

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The sophomore gymnast had a certain je ne sais quoi
So right for pleasure-torture in the raw
And as I drew my feather down her leo's nylon sleeve
I did her ticklish hollow much aggrieve
She twisted, bucked, squealed, thrashed, and clawed
And by such antics did applaud

found
bound
locking
stocking
steamy
dreamy

HouseOfTease said:

found
bound
locking
stocking
steamy
dreamy

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In chem organic can be found
the magic of carbon covalently bound
in polymer chains together locking
to yield at last the nylon stocking
which on nubile leg, well, things can get steamy
but now back to chemistry, stop being dreamy

freshman
sophomore
chessman
long before
ale
down
curtail
town
bends
ends

Piscator said:

freshman
sophomore
chessman
long before
ale
down
curtail
town
bends
ends

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Difficult.

He plays a coed like a chessman
And his eye's on that nubile lil' freshman
For it was not long before
He'd ensared a perky soph-o-more
At his condo in town
Where he'd tied her right down
And no bucks, twists, or bends
Could escape his feathers' cruel ends
Drunk with her tears as if ale
Pleadings won't his sad-ism curtail

truck
luck
quirky
perky
clean
mean
petting
sweating
ditty
clitty

HouseOfTease said:

truck
luck
quirky
perky
clean
mean
petting
sweating
ditty
clitty

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A bit clumsy I'm afraid but here goes...

Now I’m a girl who knows how to be mean
And I knew he was down on his luck
So you’ll see why I’m feeling so perky
Even my purest thoughts aren’t very clean
And when he asked if he could borrow the truck
Well… the deal I proposed was really quite quirky
You should've seen how he was sweating
He asked if instead he could sing me a ditty
After all, it’s more than heavy petting
When his tongue’s down there tickling your clitty

And for the next round:

deal
seal
Rome
comb
expression
repression
pained
waned
writhing
scything
kink
sink
lingering
fingering

Fourteen rhymes ... but it doesn't have to be a sonnet.