Muse Bait
muse bait bent hook
lapping tongues water bowls grief
hug me tighter noose
why leaves questioning
who never knew who to ask
what went the wrong way lost
where is still asking how 7 ate 9
when left blood marks on her panties
how ranting
panting panthers
oh all love me cancers
fish bones in applesauce
was never on learning to get off
got off at excess none to offer me
lacking is hypothetically sunshiny day
all bets are off as the cobwebs are walked
woman sang along while men gawked
underestimated the size
of
the
fish
kisses
best wishes
always to late
changing
muse bait
?
Copyright © Pipping Stars | Year Posted 2017
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