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neanderthal lust

=]  mused by OldPoetMK  =]
 
*feel free to substitute her/them/those for ‘his’
** it’s my cultural/sexual blind-spot.
 
A sex object suddenly comes into focus
we’re all prisoners of that old neanderthal lust
it’s tucked behind the lizard-brain rust
in ready reach, just wipe off the dust
Is it his shape, his walk, his fust
that makes your loins feel about to combust
get out you smooth, and win his trust
prepare your prey, however you must
to accept your dandy, randy and desperate thrusts
.
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A song for this:
The Men of Your Dreams by DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Fallica Avatar
January 16, 2026 at 12:01 PM
Initially I thought you just made ‘fust’ up for the rhyme, but I quickly dispensed with that for I DO know you better! Being a mere mortal myself, I admit to using a rhyming dictionary on occasion. / It's no secret the camera loves you. I especially appreciate this one, despite the Tower tilting right. <3
Vionet Avatar
January 16, 2026 at 8:24 PM
Oh, the tower fell over the other day - I'm not sure it made the news - it does it all the time. a poet named 'oldpoetMK' used the phrase 'neanderthal lust' in a poem and I stole it - this wrote itself in 7 minutes. And I got fust from a rhyming dictionary too! =]
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