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Premium Member Plastic Jewels

I spent my day shopping for rubies

for my Mommy who wished to mate

misheard though because I was small

asked for boobies instead for her date


the vendour asked me how many

I replied I only had money for one

he offered two small ones instead

in that way cost would not overrun


silicone or saline he wanted to know

water goes well with my rubber duck

I’d like them squeaky please dear Sir

but I can’t say what rhymes with suck


they go with shackles or do they not

would you kindly wrap this small gift

she said about suspense or suspenders

the present has to give her face a lift


then I need two rings but have little dosh

a stud is what she called Dady at night

ripple rings the two have also mentioned

but are the two tit offerings watertight 


must not wet sheets when evening comes

they tell me off when I pee in my pajama 

threaten me with going back into diapers

by the sound there is enough adult drama


cash or plastic the shopkeeper enquired

but you mentioned sodium chloride solution

plastic is like rubber and they’re not using any

and in any case there is quite enough pollution


here is my piggy bank for payment trick or treat

I give you that and can throw in some lubrication

from the night stand to oil this smooth transaction

now I must rush not to miss this eventful occasion


oh one last thing or am I pushing your pleasure

I think Dad needs a penal extension or a trembler

for when he runs out of steam in hot shot pursuit

this party is a treasure hunt they’ll always remember


09th July 2020
Form: Rhyme


Three Geez Kneed It Butt Ow Duh Stock

Chilling with G3
 [Verse 1] 
Stocking my choices, let’s get it rolling, 
Stocking the flavors, I’m feeling golden.  
Gawking at options, can’t let ‘me pass, 
Balking at prices, good times come fast.  
Do NOT mock me, I know my vibe, 
Sipping on flavor, let’s enjoy the ride. 
[Chorus] 
Stocking, stalking, always on the go, 
Gawking and balking, that how we flow, 
Hot drinks in hand, we’re living it free, 
Raise you can high, come vibe with G3.  

[Verse 2} 
In this cool fridge, I’m finding my treat, 
Hot shot of Tea Tree, cannot take a seat, 
There’s a charm when I am rolling with G3, 
Party in a can, just come see me. 
Chilling right here, feeling the heat, 
Sipping back slow, this life is sweet.  

[Chorus]
[Outro] 
Sipping that cold brew, night fades to dawn, 
Cheers to the party, we keep moving on!
Form: Lyric

Deva's Vetoed

Hot shot in my head writhing the guz let it swim in the round to twirl around the world charm junky paty you can see it Jennifer can't wait can you dusty cobwebs frothing mouth full of hit  session doesn't matter really the body doesn't belong here anymore let it flow diagram illustrating the river Seine flowing through my belly dance of a serpent coiling around the intestinal tract cranial sacral therapy and rehabilitation services don't go. Trees change in the summer when I was thinking of a great gift for you my sweet love sucks the soul deadwood eats one up. Traipsing through your brain giving me a hernia and aneurysm. Bleed line the all-in-one communication. I lie down for the doctor tomorrow morning they are taking me to the down stairs department. I can't wait!

Lovers Point Water Tower

Hot shot young buck
Sat kissing his beautiful young prom date
Stardate 1958

After climbing a rusty ladded 
All the way to the summit at the top

Of the old Standard Oil sponsored Water Tower
That is colloquy known as Lookout Point

Gazing over the late night setting horison
They both made a wish upon a shooting star
In there Midwest Desert Mining Town

That from this moment they shall never be apart
And for many a year this truth would come to pass

But even a wish can only last a certain amount of time 
As death comes to us all

Young Buck was destined to become Old Buck
And his beautiful Prom date's 
Good looks so in time would wither too

But the wish they once upon a time made
And the years of love they shared

Can still be heard surfing on the Summer Breeze
When perched way up high upon the Water Tower
Drawing new couples into scaling the summit

In search of the Spell True Love Cast

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