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She Lay
2007
When a youthful lad I was,
I dreamt of a rather beauteous lass.
When I became a man of prime,
I took that pretty lady for a dime.
Aye, 'twas a pretty harlot that I saw,
A beautiful lady without flaw,
Luscious lips and silken hair,
Swaying, playing with such flare.
I remember now to my dismay,
Just where that lady lay,
With all her delicious flaring play,
As my father had his daring way.
Home from school straight I came,
And never again was I the same.
For on that rather eventful night,
My dreams were set alight.
Upon my fathers bed lay she,
with her looks ensnared was he,
Roses twined within her hair,
Red as crimson, lips of a pair.
A silken sheen her raven hair,
Fair as fair beyond compare
Jewels on her naked skin,
As my father thrust within.
And in retrospect, I sadly think,
Since then I haven't slept a wink
Without that glorious lovely face,
Invading my mind's endless daze.
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- by lazymarshmallow |
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- | Submitted on 02/14/2009 |
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- Title: She Lay
- Artist: lazymarshmallow
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I don't quite know where this came from... but oh well. I wrote this two years ago and I remember it being alot of fun.
Please don't use this poem without asking.
Comments are much appreciated. - Date: 02/14/2009
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- Letitbo - 02/18/2009
- I odn't get it, but good desripins....loved it, if you want to make it more understanding you should ask someone read it before its posted. I have to have this, can i? I need the wonderful dicrpinns
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