Six friends met for seance
brought their dolls
placed ring-a-rosy in the center of a table
dolls holding hands.
Lights were dimmed
and seance session started
guests cast their voices
as ventriloquists to the dolls
without moving their lips.
The dolls gossiped among themselves.
No one knew who made which doll speak.
At first it was a fun
a round table chat.
Some tried different voices.
But then, the mood shifted
as strange new voices appeared
spooky and sinister,
with more serious tone and subject.
First one, then two people left the room
too eerie and sinister by far.
Still the conversation ran round and round
between the chatting dolls.
Then someone noticed
the look on the doll's faces changed -
their eyes moved, they frowned a little.
Their demeanour became angry and bitter.
By then all friends had left the room.
But still the dolls chattered away
with strange voices flung afar
from ghostly six ventriloquists
chatting amongst themselves
in the dark.
How many of us, go down in history
Well she went down on me, just you wait and read
It happened ten tears ago, boy was it out of this world
The moment she took me in, boy her kisses swirled
We were so suited, atmospheric was our attraction
Bare to naked I was, receiving her reaction
Cheeky was this first Lieutenant, her hands everywhere
I succumbed to her intentions, near explosive was my stare
It's only when I looked down, two eyes espied in pout
Pleasured by her wanting, me I'm inside out
I found myself amidst, convulsions so far from home
Lost in pleasured dome, ring a ring a rosy roamed
Taken, spent I am, we rejoiced in our elation
History has been made, communication on the Space Station
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