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"prawny" poems
Oh, wondrous ******* made of prawn you make my sense reel My knees grow weak, my tongue hangs out your seafood touch to feel. How longingly my taste buds crave your prawny, crispy cling See how they seek most anxiously the taste that makes them sing. Not quite of lobster, not quite crab elusive is your flavour The crunch that locks onto my tongue then melts, is one to savor. All locked in light deliciousness, your taste just makes me ***** and tho' I can't describe it well it's definitely prawny. Let's play a game with good, hot oil I'll pour some on your back You must be male, I see you grow - expanding with a  'crack'! Come to me now - I crave your touch You need to be in me my longing is a raging fire I love you utterly.
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Feb 26, 2022
Feb 26, 2022 at 7:38 PM UTC
Ode to the Prawn *******