I read my copy of the poem "Bikini Woman" to my students today.
They swooned.
Young ones,
fat ones,
an old one,
Lots of cute ones.
I pulled 15 times.
The room stank of fanny.
Black panties & a bra,
You're the prize.
I'm not sharing you with anybody, even my bosom bud.
Plastic Wordsmith
Fuck him, he wouldn't know what to do.
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