Alas, my sweet, you do me ill
to throw me out so unkindly
For I've poked you hard and with good will
hearing your orgasms' cacophany.
I have frequently used my hand
to grant you a second hard climax
I have filmed us in video and sound,
and transferred the tape onto Imax.
Dimplebutts was all my joy,
and I was Dimplebutts' pimpy;
Dimplebutts was my piece of tail;
who but my whorefaced Dimpy?
Can you sing this along to the tune of "Greensleeves" or are you tone deaf?
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haha
just beautiful, a very glorious depiction of what a night in the sack can be like, or in this case after the humping or whatever was goin on you were kicked out? LoL, pretty funny shit. I like the contrast between the sarcastic sweet in the beginning and then the "whorefaced 'Dimpy'" I liked that alot. The whole thing was pleasant to read for me. I am completely unaware of its poetic quality but it is certainly enjoyable to read and I got a kick out of it. So to me it works and good job. Nothing amazing, but good job.
TTYL
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hey ms. sweetlove
your authors notes were annoying because i'm not sure if i know the greensleeves tune and if i have wrong it may throw the whole thing off kilter. also my mental imprint of dimplebutts is either erotic a nice ass with dimples like a pretty face has dimples or the horrible image of cellulitis ass with cottage cheese like dimples like on a cellulitis thigh. so i'm too messed up to fairly assess this.
dave
marcusmoore
July 17
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