I wrote a naughty poem today
about some very naughty things:
what we like to do in private
with leather ‘n hand cuff rings,
Cool Whip, Hershey’s syrup,
hot, sweet desserts that delight;
whipping it all up to a lather,
licking it all off after the fight.
But, I didn’t divulge just who;
no, that would be crazy to do!
How we pleasure one another
remains between me and you.
I wrote a naughty poem today
about two very naughty boys,
the games they play together,
with whips ‘n chains ‘n toys.
~gj duerrschmidt
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