Ease On Down the Flame
First she said she had to go.
Time is creaking in the flow.
Grasping firm my smooth e-phone,
Party matter, cordless zone.
Twisting, lying, spineless snake,
Open mouth too big to take.
Venus venom summons Eve's
Blushing, bouncing apple tease.
Humping in a sack of green,
Not for love or tangerines.
**** of gold and multi-facets.
Time is leaking on my assets.
Running from that musky cow.
Searching for a ginger gal,
Soul-mate, princess, guardian, fairy,
On this night of wet and eerie.
Copyright © Tom Arnone | Year Posted 2016
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