handle coop red bottles, sits on the wall and
smashes about the brickickingin -
sandels: soup, lick them, tongue: spoon
mandle, mangle mouth, movement in jaw
verbal law says you shouldn't go too far out from shore
sure, it's sexy to be saved by a lifeguard, for them
their job without rescue must be hard
so I handled steep rush of fluid and called upon he to run
run my way, oh please yes stay, feels like only yesterday
this could have been some form of leisurely fore play
candle is the big sun stretching across the beach
and here, resperation, kiss of lust life
for I am the lifeguards bitch
soak up the sun to what is which
the pouring of horny naughtiness
GIVE ME YOUR TREASONS
Comments
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Hah! This is FORK-KING wicked! excellent chain of imagery, beat and alliteration. and 'brickickingin' great word!
Jack xxx
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