The musician!

Poem Info
146 words
2
4.7k
00
Poem does not have any tags
Share this Poem

Font Size

Default Font Size

Font Spacing

Default Font Spacing

Font Face

Default Font Face

Reading Theme

Default Theme (White)
You need to Log In or Sign Up to have your customization saved in your Literotica profile.
PUBLIC BETA

Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.

You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.

Click here

She loved to play her music, on a hard skin flute,
Because she knew if she blew right, she'd make the damned thing shoot!
And when she made it shoot its load, it made her feel so good,
To play the kind of music that, she knew they knew she would!
Now this gal of music was, a dee'light to her peers,
She knew just how to play their flutes, she'd learned it through the years!
And everywhere she went about, the flutes would all appear,
They wanted her to play them once, they thought she was a dear!
So she serviced all she could, she wouldn't turn one down,
And that cut short our flutist's life, the aids bug shut her down!
Now let this be a lesson to, all you future players,
Be real careful what you play, or you'll need some prayurs!!

Please rate this poem
The author would appreciate your feedback.
  • COMMENTS
Anonymous
Our Comments Policy is available in the Lit FAQ
Post as:
Anonymous
Share this Poem