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DRINKING, SMOKING AND SCREWING

snugglebuck
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Dangerous Mind
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Thanks Jade, Solomon, Rbyron, Eerie, Luna, eswaler, Reggie and John.  You kids really threw down some hot ink.  Keep up the sexy scribble.😌

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Blackwolf
Blackwolf
I.M.Blackwolf
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The Green Fairy

Absinthe Maketh The Heart Grow Fonder

She Spoke Herbal Smoke Curling Out Of Lips

Only Surpassed By Her Hips As She Took Sips

Seductive Twists Calling Me To Follow Yonder

Six Inch Spikes That I Like Danced A Click Clack

Of Her Sensual Essential There Was Not A Lack

As She Bent Over The Night's Balcony Railing

Raising Her Skirt And Begging For A Diva Tailing

Looking Over Her Shoulder She Looked Even Bolder

At Least As I Entered Her That's Just What I Told Her
Written by Blackwolf (I.M.Blackwolf)
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Blackwolf
Blackwolf
I.M.Blackwolf
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Needs In Good Time

Be Not Petulant In Thy Desire , Nor Pout In Poignant Pushiness ;

Thy Needs Shall Be Met In My Good Time , As I Am A Poet Of My Word ;

I Shall Slowly Stimulate Thee With Verbal Stroking And Stoking Of Thy Fire

And Whispers Igniting Embers Long Smoldering After I Left You Smoking

Before Your Hot Ass Turned To Ashes Under My O So Tender Touch :

I Quenched You With Honey Mead And Royal Jelly Like A Live Hive Queen ,

My Bee Pollen Dripping From Your Lips After I Demanded You Work For It

When You Sexually Depraved Begged To Be My One And Only Will Enslaved

Emperor Of Your Universe And His Concubine I As Yours And You As Mine ,

Yet You Must Wait Without Demand For The Sound Of My Voice And The Touch

Of My Hand For You Wear The Burning Red Of My Spank And Sign Of My Brand

And It Is With This Catalyst That Your Lips Are Alchemically And Lovingly Kissed

And You Show Me My Every Wish Is A Devotion And Your Dedicated Remand !

You Are My Bitch...I'll Scratch Your Itch When I Am Ready !
Written by Blackwolf (I.M.Blackwolf)
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Wages Of Sin

I Was Her Carpenter In Her House Of Sex  
 
And Though I Nailed Her Fully To The Floor
 
She Demanded To Be Completely Screwed
 
I Laid Her Like Tile In The Master Bathroom  
 
Then Adjusted Her Plumbing Without A Word
 
Tied Her Legs Straddled Wide To A Workhorse
 
And Then Left Her In The Dust Charging Overtime
 
Back In The Morning After Cappuccino
Written by Blackwolf (I.M.Blackwolf)
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Cigaretta

Sshhhhhttt – I strike a match
Screw a cigarette between my lips
Three quick puffs gets it glowing
I then sharply inhale its wonder
Standing against the brick wall
modelling jeans and a white T-shirt
Sun glassed I look mean and moody
I am posing James Deanesque
Cooler than cool
Cooler than school
Seductively I take another long draw
I burn it to the end of the filter tip
It burns even in my throat, a little
But I am too cool to cough
And choke that cough back down inside
There’s a secret I know
One I would never admit
Cigarettes are actually good for you
Stuff that is good for you
Cannot by that definition
Ever, ever be considered cool
I keep that fact to myself.

Sshhhhhttt – He strikes a match
Having taken a cigarette from
The wooden box on his desk
He lights, puffs and inhales
I am with my mother
In the doctors office
He offers her a cigarette from
His nicotine stained Pandora’s box
“Have you ever considered taking
up smoking Mrs Macleod?”
“It would help relax your nervousness.
 it would help with your condition”
My mother was a paranoid schizophrenic
In 1972 cigarettes were recommended
By a doctor (viewed by me as cool)
I smoke in order to be cool
I smoke so that I don’t become
A paranoid schizophrenic
Written by David_Macleod (14397816)
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slipalong
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Fire of Insight
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its only rock and roll

To have a bulge just like Tom Jones
the carnal lust to drain your bone
Mick Jaggers puppeteer like moves
to know their mothers disapprove

the ass and tits celebrity you most defiled
yellow fingers and a whitened smile
groupies that will go the extra mile
a fag after sex makes it all worthwhile

 autograph your cock, thats the pass
deliver it with a shag first class
just a shot to calm the nerves
the band look on like a bunch of prevs

a drag perfects a pop stars voice
constant sex is the drug of choice
wash it down with a 100 proof
go on stage and raise the roof

play your guitar like a phallic long
whip the crowd with each anthem song
gyrating hips and pumping thighs
your fans like you shagging all the night


 
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