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self release (the bunnies)

when alone and in the mood
i take matters into hand myself
the bunnies my how they play
when my fingers dances that way

tongue runs over dry cracked lips
when purrs and sighs wont be held back
the bunnies play and wiggle free
the sweat drips down between my knees

its a wonder that i'm not blind
i do this almost all the time
bunnies wiggle their pink nose's
wow ohhhh wow my ohhhh me

 

 

Author notes

Option #5 Funny
No animals were harmed during the writing of this poem

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  • Darkwell
    August 29, 2008
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    those bad bad bunnies wiggling their pink noses

  • Darkwell
    July 31, 2008

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    bunnies wiggle their pink nose's
    wow ohhhh wow my ohhhh me

    heheheeeeeeee

    OMG this coulda been the Gold! Bunnies!! Awesome