Fuck me silly.
My poetry tonight has been dark and crude
and terribly lewd.
I need to lighten this shit up a bit.
Ode to a kitten:
They're soft.
They're soft.
(Kinda like that robe I slipped on
after I imagined having sex with you
while in my tub last night)
after I imagined having sex with you
while in my tub last night)
There.
Right back on track.
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