He played in her lushness all night long
She had a moist garden of much pleasure
Within it he could place his stem's treasure
Each stroke he offered twas truly strong
Her ******* were so delicious to taste
She became excited by his tongue's action
The feel of it made a great impaction
Their love transmitter twas like a hot baste
Her inner petals did hold his stem tight
Glistening sweat beads flowing on bed sheets
On the night's enthralling they did explore
A crescendo reached a sky of delight
Remarkable were their nocturnal feats
When dawn came they partook of an encore

The master copyist hath made an appearance
Without being given the proper clearance
He's just blown in at another poetry site
One bets he'll be at his usual caper
Plagiarizing poet's work on his paper
Twas noted that he'd come to have a look
For poems which he could put in his own nook
None can be credited as a true write
This chap is serial at knocking things off
No wonder we should of him verily scoff  
As bold as a brass **** he was stealing
Slipping under the radar's scope to ******  
He's made that locale his casual patch
Hope he hasn't purloined those poet's writing