Monday, June 11, 2007

Bewitched

Hysteria:

Wry heading (sip dream hosting) make
bone conversation about failed wake
and crimson (lush);
Al stays late after work (you trip) bush.
Eager, sea (not) ripples.
I don’t know what happened to my nipples.
Oh, there they are. Firm as rocks.
Lovelies for straight jocks.
Wish I’d stayed home and fucked.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Ayn Rand said...

Butt not bemoaned?

(I love I, Molli)

10:06 PM  

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