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The Knack For Something Naughty A Poem
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The Knack For Something Naughty A Poem It's naughty Naughtier than I had ever been. I let him do things That I had never done. In the end I became accustomed To these new acts. Once I got the knack. It felt good Truth be told After the initial pain. Rhythm when it was established Felt quite sensational. So now I want this As par for the course! Why not? I too was once off put But then was shown How to do it And it is now all good! Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely |
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Very eloquent, and playful my lady Not to mention intriguing ... Cheers - P
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Is it a tail of intrigue? Like that of Holmes and Watson and how it's always deemed to be alimentary my dear Watson. Or does it speak of the frontier days where knives were missing their sheaths so the knaves could do it when they pleased. One day neath the shade of a huge larch tree An Indian brave startled these buckskin boinkers and told them to leave their tribal land ,turned and pointed then said go and do her in the Eerie canal. The Indian screamed and ran when he saw the light bulbs glow over the trespassers heads as they cheered in unison Hey! The way to do it without having kids! Using more than all the road!
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So, you're in a naughty mood? I really like the sound of that. You've proved your no prude. I'd love to give your ass a pat.  
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