Hundreds of lascivious lovers,
Oh, if there were only youth and time!
Like delicious bon-bons, in red velvet,
To party on, just mine, and only mine!
Of course, this is but humor, and fantasy utterly divine.
Better than a yummy steak or a bottle of chilled,
expensive, Merlot wine!
It’s fun to pen poetry that is more daring than about...
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