Gold Dust Twins
(Tweedle Dee & Tweedle Delight)
I used to feel disjointed and frazzled.
Now all my connections are fine.
I have a red headed girl with my coffee,
And a strawberry blond with my wine.
I harbor twin sisters I treat as my guests.
They honor me favors and grant my requests.
It’s not as perverse as the telling suggests.
We work on avoiding estrangement.
I have the outgoing one in the morning,
Her love is spirited and strong,
And make the shyer one mine in the evening.
I take the lead and she follows along.
I shack with twin sisters who service my needs
With purposeful actions and merciful deeds.
They dance for me nude and get down in the weeds.
It’s a mutually helpful arrangement.
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SATIVA & INDICA GREENWEED
Copyright © Michael Kalavik | Year Posted 2022
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