Another Collective Sonnet by the Friday Morning Ladies

Oh lick! And shout! And lick! And shout! And lick!
Oh water my garden and eat my apple core.
Squeze and push and grab and kick,
Take all there is and want some more.

Trundle off sated, sedated, dazed,
Burrow into the comfort of down.
Bundle up warm, a comforting haze,
Curl around a new lover found.

Drive on through the snow, it sparkles like stars,
Her wet cherry red lips, the color of mars.
You’ve loved her so long, watched from afar,
Now tenderly yours, how utterly bizarre.

Sink deep into fresh love – a fantasy in real,
And prepare for the imminent break of the deal.

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