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Click hereThe Queen sat on her throne and sighed,
"My God, I'm royally bored!"
"If things 'round here don't liven up,
I'll fall upon a sword"
She summoned to her side the Fool,
and bade him humor her,
He bowed, and said "Of, course my Liege,"
and thus he did profer,
"Your highness, I am here to serve,
with tongue or pen or sword,
to lash, or thrash, or cut to hash
with lick or stroke or score."
"Such talents, these I must observe"
the Queen said to the knave
'I warn you, Fool, don't disappoint,
lest you seek an early grave"
"Your highness, your beauty knows no bounds
but lies hidden beneath those heavy gowns
your grace carries herself regally,
allow me please to set you free,
of fabric draped from neck to floor,
if this poor subject might glimpse more,
the royal breast, the regal thigh,
I'll reward you infinite sighs."
Her highness arched an eyebrow,
she was a bit intrigued
"Your words have caught my interest,fool,
for now you may proceed"
Then with a flash the Fool unsheathed
his long and shiny sword, breathed
deep, and with three quick deft strokes
bared cleavage where once was a yoke
his blade he weilded skillfully
ribboned the gown so artfully
the Queen resembled more a Goddess.
"Well done , my Fool, you are no novice,
with word or sword. I grant you skill,
No one could deny,
I eagerly await the thrill
of how your lips apply."
The Fool lay prostrate at her feet,
washed her toes with kisses sweet,
pecked his way around her shins,
sending tingles through her skin
breathed warm and moist along her thighs,
the Queen did swoon, with lust filled eyes
and then the Royal Feast began
Guided by bejeweled hands
"You are no Fool, I have surmised"
the Queen sighed at meal's end,
"the question now, is what you are?
I bid we start again"
This was truly a fun read! In Days of Olde verbage, authentic to the ear and eye to Me, I especially enjoyed the "feast" {and back for seconds} in the last two verses. A different piece than that of the others I read today - and I just loved it!
Vixxx
What a funny, erotic little poem. Loved how he so artfully sliced her gown to bits. The tongue in cheek erotica here.
breathed warm and moist along her thighs,
the Queen did swoon, with lust filled eyes
and then the Royal Feast began
Guided by bejeweled hands
Nicely done!
Very amusing, definitely worth a read and a smile.
Yes, there are some forced rhymes, the scheme undergoes some sort of weird mutation once or twice, and the rhythm isn't always perfect, but that doesn't steal anything away from the fun.