Submissions by 3r05ant3r05

Direct your gaze, gentlemen, o'er there.

     A young girl is couch'd on the soft green lawn,

     Brushing her fingers through her golden hair.

     And we, with our tricks, could make her to πόρν,
     
     Unravel her clothes, pick fruit if we'd care.

     A vision of Spring, light, luscious and clean:

     Let us delight in this Idyllic scene.