Hunky Elf in sweating leather,
plunges on ahead.
He swiftly moves through rainy weather,
visions in his head.
Stops to pick bouquet's of heather,
my Elf thoroughbred.
I wait, with my little feather,
laying on my bed.
Soon, we'll be laying together,
Umm, my Elf in sweating leather!
Author notes
UMMMM, Me want HOT Elf in sweating leather, er... out of sweating leather...
A contest entry
- Adult Ladies only by Riftkin.
780 points, ended August 8, 2008, 6 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What do you Think???
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Thank you for picking that which suits you.
and writing for my contest.
Riftkin
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hahaha Very Funny !!! Hmmmm Leather and feather, you are just full of surprises.
Good luck in the contest.
Well Done
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Nice! I never saw a real hunky elf, but I bet he takes care of his lady..Excellent write...
novy
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Oh my
What a creative and wonderfully flowing take... Well done!
Ken
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Thank you, Glad you liked it, hehehe
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Hehe, not what I expected. It's playful, and I like the vision.
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hahaha W to the T to the F!
this made me laugh, hahaha..omg...
good luck and takecare, lovers you mummy
Stephanie ♥ xoxooxox
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