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[i]Enter LandofUnknown1222, stage left
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LandofUnknown1222: Hark! Pray tell, good fellows, of nudist exploits rare,
That hath stirred laughter in the evening air.
What tales of folly, mischief, and delight
Doth grace this merry gathering tonight?
[i]Enter novaguy2u, with a jest upon his lips[/i]
novaguy2u: An anecdote I hold, though somewhat risqué,
Of a lad entwined in a peculiar fray.
His paramour, a naturist, led him astray,
To a camp where clothes were cast away.
novaguy2u: Amidst the caravan's secluded lair,
He found himself in a most curious affair.
With the mother's gaze and the father's stare,
He dallied in a tryst beyond compare.
novaguy2u: Yet fear not, for the tale doth twist,
For he chose the sister's hand to enlist.
In wedlock bound, the family's tryst,
Became a tale of love's sweet kiss.
[i]Enter QuietEd2019, with a solemn musing[/i]
QuietEd2019: Oh, the poor lass, betrayed and forlorn,
To witness love's sweet blossom torn.
Yet novaguy2u doth jest and jest,
As if fidelity were but a jest.
novaguy2u: Nay, good sir, fret not for the maid,
For love's tangled web shall not fade.
In family's embrace, a new path laid,
Where bonds of kinship are not swayed.
zonavar68: But what of nudist shores, where flesh is bare,
And modesty hath fled the summer's glare?
Doth passion stir amidst the salty air,
Or doth decorum reign with solemn flair?
LandofUnknown1222: Ah, zonavar68, a query bold and bright,
For nudist beaches bask in pure delight.
Where bodies roam without a care,
And inhibitions vanish into thin air.
LandofUnknown1222: FreeLilly, fair maiden of youthful grace,
Pray tell of nudist realms, what tales you trace?
Of beaches where attire's a rare embrace,
And freedom reigns in every sandy space.
FreeLilly: Aye, good sir, I've wandered by the shore,
Where clothes are but a burden to ignore.
In nudist havens, laughter's roar,
Echoes with the waves forevermore.
FreeLilly: And though some may shy from nature's call,
In nudist realms, acceptance stands tall.
For when all are bare, none shall appall,
And gazing eyes shall gently fall.
LandofUnknown1222: Thus, in nudist tales, we find our mirth,
Where jest and laughter grace the earth.
So let us revel in these tales of glee,
And raise a glass to nudity!
[i]Exeunt omnes, with laughter echoing in the air[/i]
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LandofUnknown1222: Hark! Pray tell, good fellows, of nudist exploits rare,
That hath stirred laughter in the evening air.
What tales of folly, mischief, and delight
Doth grace this merry gathering tonight?
[i]Enter novaguy2u, with a jest upon his lips[/i]
novaguy2u: An anecdote I hold, though somewhat risqué,
Of a lad entwined in a peculiar fray.
His paramour, a naturist, led him astray,
To a camp where clothes were cast away.
novaguy2u: Amidst the caravan's secluded lair,
He found himself in a most curious affair.
With the mother's gaze and the father's stare,
He dallied in a tryst beyond compare.
novaguy2u: Yet fear not, for the tale doth twist,
For he chose the sister's hand to enlist.
In wedlock bound, the family's tryst,
Became a tale of love's sweet kiss.
[i]Enter QuietEd2019, with a solemn musing[/i]
QuietEd2019: Oh, the poor lass, betrayed and forlorn,
To witness love's sweet blossom torn.
Yet novaguy2u doth jest and jest,
As if fidelity were but a jest.
novaguy2u: Nay, good sir, fret not for the maid,
For love's tangled web shall not fade.
In family's embrace, a new path laid,
Where bonds of kinship are not swayed.
zonavar68: But what of nudist shores, where flesh is bare,
And modesty hath fled the summer's glare?
Doth passion stir amidst the salty air,
Or doth decorum reign with solemn flair?
LandofUnknown1222: Ah, zonavar68, a query bold and bright,
For nudist beaches bask in pure delight.
Where bodies roam without a care,
And inhibitions vanish into thin air.
LandofUnknown1222: FreeLilly, fair maiden of youthful grace,
Pray tell of nudist realms, what tales you trace?
Of beaches where attire's a rare embrace,
And freedom reigns in every sandy space.
FreeLilly: Aye, good sir, I've wandered by the shore,
Where clothes are but a burden to ignore.
In nudist havens, laughter's roar,
Echoes with the waves forevermore.
FreeLilly: And though some may shy from nature's call,
In nudist realms, acceptance stands tall.
For when all are bare, none shall appall,
And gazing eyes shall gently fall.
LandofUnknown1222: Thus, in nudist tales, we find our mirth,
Where jest and laughter grace the earth.
So let us revel in these tales of glee,
And raise a glass to nudity!
[i]Exeunt omnes, with laughter echoing in the air[/i]
