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Lorraine A Little Late

Lorraine volunteered to be his Muse
And there's no way the maestro could refuse
Anything to break the curse
And restore some luster to his verse

But Lorraine is running a bit late
Still turns out she's worth the wait
Starting with a soulful kiss
The prelude to her world of bliss

She then lowers slowly to her knees
Purring "Can I taste you, please?"
So since she's being so polite
He offers his gourmet delight

Lorraine thrills him as he writes once more
Hoping this rhyme's not another bore
The inspiration's late, but Heaven sent
A Muse destined for Extreme Content.
Written by crowfly
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