Mar 2015
She asked me when?...Back then
And then she lied…and cried.
We tried so hard,… so hard it died,
A death so sweet, so sweet… to succor.
Sweet, her feet…and neat, complete
So sweetly neat…those feet.
I ****** her toe…to show and throw
My lusting fire’s desire, entire…to succor.
Though *** she slipped to Rex, perplexed,
Back then, when?...back then
My perplexed friend… when young love’s wend
Would bend to end…and succor.
M.
And then she lied…and cried.
We tried so hard,… so hard it died,
A death so sweet, so sweet… to succor.
Sweet, her feet…and neat, complete
So sweetly neat…those feet.
I ****** her toe…to show and throw
My lusting fire’s desire, entire…to succor.
Though *** she slipped to Rex, perplexed,
Back then, when?...back then
My perplexed friend… when young love’s wend
Would bend to end…and succor.
M.
You know Frankie, I think you are the only one who gets this ***** little ditty. I think the site is populated by either prudes or people who are utterly and totally preoccupied and infatuated in seeking the art form!
