Tom Was Left Tied Up
Tied up to the bed, Tom laid with a mound
On his chest of whip-cream with sprinkles round
A taste Marka thought superb
With all his dough steps off curb.
A car came by, swooped her out to the ground.
6/3/2022
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2022
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