My Tickler Erupted
Good thing I was seated coz she blowed my mind
Prepared to wait out the dark days till the sun again shined
My tickler erupted
Twas a bit rusted
The joy was so intense my eyeballs became unaligned
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2019
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