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Jun 2019
She was
like a
carnival.
She enjoyed
freaks
like me.
She was
fun to
ride.
She loved the
games.
She tasted
like
sweet
cotton candy.
And at the
end of
the night,
she would
melt into me
like
Dip n' dots
ice cream.
And then,
I would
lick her
clean.
I wish
this carnival
would never
leave town.



written by me... ..
There was/is a carnival/festival that arrives every mid summer year in my area in Eden.
One year when I was a bit younger, I was walking through this carnival with 2 of my male friends.
We passed a group of 4 young women.
Each woman was surprisingly fixated on me.
There was a fine one, an okay one, one that I probably would never date and then there was her, "the Carnival".
She was a bit overweight but her face was model material, beautiful!
She would not stop letting me know how hot that she thought I was so....
I dated "the Carnival" (Angela) and all I can say is that I made the right choice.
Wheeeew!
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The Concrete Poet  M
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       Perry, JaxSpade, ---, White Widow and Traveler
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