- Erotic Poetry
- Bitch Cupid
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Dear, your choice of nylon and wool Indian blanket
Warms nothing but you,
My ankles are cold, come here and breathe on them
Why did you stop the clock?
The chime would have told you to urinate
Oh, better go away now on this
Most
Important day
Later in this lair she would dine
On shrimp and lobster
Shells removed and placed
In her open mouth by lessers
If only she obeys the order
To consume 3 men, 4 women
And still have the grit
To kneel, eat from the hand
That spanks because she is
Too fresh, like hard fruit
Not soiled enough
Begging does little for her cause
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