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quick look
fact book
TWITTER WIKI
quick thoughts free facts
once short unpacked
NOTE:Each of the above is a FOOTLE ,a two line lines,2 syllable verse with an integral title-Light Poetic verse form,witty,pertinent,topical etc (technically a trochaic monometer and not necessarily in rhyme).
Footles on the otherhand(with an 's' ) is a 'hybrid' innovative sequenced variation that has developed over the years (since 2009)alongside the original definition.
I’m the fallenstar and I’ve come really far.
Not a typical escort it seems, I’m just the girl in your dreams.
I am a genuinely down to earth, easy-going, tease. Intimate lover, no hassle I will put you at ease.
A raunchy afternoon makes me bite my lip.
Shut up, take me against the wall quickies make me drip.
Im in a private apartment in Waterloo,
Hey come inside its a party for two.
Join me in the shower for a slippery time?
I flirt, go with the flow and not force it.
No get in, get out, you leave disappointed.
We all love a good but that’s not always enough.
Call and be sure to tell me what turns your heat up.
Your comfort and satisfaction is what i’ve travelled to achieve.
Its my absolute pleasure to give and to receive.
So make haste,
Its this star who you’ll face.
Tick Tock
It always seems to be this way
my relationships just don’t last
time seems to be runnin’ out
and my clock is tickin’ fast
I’ve been reckless with the quickies
I’ve played the mistress too
what’s a single mom past thirty
want a man to do
I want someone to cherish me
caress me with respect
not always tryin’ to figure out
how to put my mind in check
Forget the empty promises
I deserve a committin’ man
don’t fly by here to see me
if you don’t intend to land
I’ve got a lot of love to give
perhaps I give too much
just to feel companionship
from a good man’s mental touch
Maybe it’s time to end the search
stop givin’out my heart
turn a deaf ear to the tick
and trust God – as a start
It always seems to be this way
my relationships just don’t last
time seems to be runnin’ out
and my clock is tickin’ fast
I’ve been reckless with the quickies
I’ve played the mistress too
what’s a single mom past forty
want a man to do
I want someone to cherish me
caress me with respect
not always tryin’ to figure out
how to put my mind in check
Forget the empty promises
I deserve a committin’ man
don’t fly by here to see me
if you don’t intend to land
I’ve got a lot of love to give
perhaps I give too much
just to feel companionship
of a good man’s mental touch
Maybe it’s time to end the search
stop giving out my heart
turn a deaf ear to the ticks
and love me as a start
Praying for the kind of love
my heart and mind deserves
send the man I still dream of
the one God has reserved
"At a Place Called Mr. Quick's"
Serving burgers called “Quickies” I spent
time at work as a teen, and no gent
would I too often see!
Many blockheads asked me
for a quickie (a burger not meant)!
For P.D's BLOCK~ BLOCK~ BLOCK Poetry Contest
Amazingly blue, conspiring dreams extrude fascinations.
Grand slam hyacinths ignite joyous karma, lighting molds.
Nature overshadows pulsating quickies, redefined,
Satisfied, triggers unique visions
Woven XL
Yang
Zeal:
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