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I am not big with words,
But I love you big time,
Ok?
Let's get one thing straight.
No one has a given right
To touch another person
Without permission
Or direct invitation.
Keep your hands
To yourself!

Thank you.
Just yesterday, a US reporter vented anger at a man for striking her backside during a live TV broadcast, saying "no woman should ever have to put up with this".
When Buddy gave her a sloppy wet kiss.
She felt so wrapped up in love.
Buddy was her pet toy poddle.
He was more delightful than a bowl of noodles.
Buddy was her best friend.
Only death could make their friendship end.
Homer was a farm boy who loved peanut butter and jelly.
And licking whipped cream and Froot Loops off of his girlfriend's belly.
One of his favorite places to **** her.
Was in a very large chicken coop.

Among all the feathers and chicken ****.
Afterwards, they would wash themselves off with Dail Soap and a garden hose.
Until they both came out smelling like a lavender rose.
He was the vampire king.
And he loved to do his blood thing.
It was no lark.
That he was the ruler of the dark.

He called everything in his kingdom mine.
And he got rid of any other vampires that got out of line.
The prettiest females he wanted to bite.
And cause them such fright.

No one could say that he was nice.
A ****** neck was his spice.
The pretty females best beware.
When he gave them the vampire bloodlust stare.
 Dec 2019 axstrohostonaut
alex
i couldn’t care less
that my feet are wet

my jeans with the holes
keep my knees cold

i don’t really mind
my fingers like ice

i’ll still take the long way home
good things happen when it snows
today is the second snow of the season! it has barely begun to stick, but the flurries were enough to excite me. this poem is a bit more traditional that i usually write, but snow brings out the simplicity in me.
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