- Erotic Poetry
- An ode to a vibrator
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I was smitten with you from the start
your size alone played havoc with my heart
made it flutter, made it race
I desperately wanted to save face
and so I said: I don't need one of those
A vibrator, Sir, is not for me, thy knows
But later, as you know, I took you in
And pressed your buttons with a grin
And you showed me just what you could do
Dear oh dear, it made me love you
Our love affair began in earnest, then
And no one was happier than me, when
After experiencing sexual frustration and more
You beckoned to me, saying: close the door
Or at least, I imagined you so speaking
And that is why now, I am weeping
I am more sorry than words can say
And nothing can take this pain away
I feel like such a damn silly fool
For using the wrong charge for my tool
And frying your beautiful sexy brain
Oh, my vibrator, I hope we shall meet again
For I plan to buy your exact twin
And turn this failure into a WIN
Sasha S
The day she accidentally tried charging her vibrator with the wrong damn chord
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