Your "friend"

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fridayam
fridayam
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If it is plastic, metal, glass,
or the end of a bottle;
even if it’s realistic,
with veins and all;
or much bigger than me;
if the humming makes you shiver;
black or green or putridly pink;
lasts all night or until the
batteries expire:
I don’t mind.
But if it’s rubber,
hot-water-filled and
clasped tightly to your bosom,
I hate it ‘til it hurts.

fridayam
fridayam
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4 Comments
vrosej10vrosej10over 13 years ago
Loved this when you posted it before.

An ode to woman's best friend; made me smile.

UnderYourSpellUnderYourSpellover 13 years ago
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I would have thought you would have hated the vib more! Used instead of you!

GuiltyPleasureGuiltyPleasureover 13 years ago
I remember.....

....this one, I think, from The PDF and it still makes me smile. Acceptance of the intimacy of a hot water bottles is always difficult but they do get cold and unfriendly over night whereas you.....

Tess