James Peranteau Poet Dramatic Monologue

''Am I getting fat Mr Edvard''

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                                  az up thuh nymph
                                lifted her night shirt
                             with both uv hern mitts 

                                    slide'n past her
                                  bulbous growths
                                    and az in thuh 
                                  slow motion she
                              slither'd one mitt back
                                           down
                              unto her nether region
                                   gaze'n into mine 
                                           pupilz
                                  bite'n her bottom
                                             lip
                                 az down her shirt
                                       cascade'd
                                      cover'n her 
                            not at all "fat" back up

                          "not thuh ounce amber"
                                        i reply'd
                               az mine face i felt 
                                       recover'n
                          from it's embarrassed 
                                       crimson






*mah back wood'z neighbor'z
  torturous daughter  ,]

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