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We Went Into The Basement
Uncle Bert was not
home. So, we went on into
the basement and saw
Aunt Cloris naked, in rope
bondage and looking so scared.
home. So, we went on into
the basement and saw
Aunt Cloris naked, in rope
bondage and looking so scared.
Published 28th Jan 2024
Author's Note
This tanka poem is from the point of view of a young man who goes into the basement and sees what his uncle has down there.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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