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Ye might recoil and speechlessly mutter whoa, though
each of us invisible, like some illusory
decadent chocolate bars dripping slow
arouse, entice, induce,
et cetera me d sire 4 u to show
a blah lee joyless mwm
to reach across the watery web i row
and savor a most enticing
re>lay shun ship y'know
with whom ya never met
sans this common harmless joe
soon after we say "hello"
whereby me smallish phallus already begins to grow
akin to bread rising when yeast added to the dough.
Thus, an inspiration
to compose the following elegy arose
like acoustic sound emanating
from a brand named bose
which email to be sent prior
to when i catch solar rays and doze
on a pitch perfect spring day,
a temperature that best be froze
and loosed from a bottle -
scattering satiation like my hose
i.e. to penetrate an actual woman
of flesh just like any common joes
who fancies carnal cavorting i suppose.
