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the chase

I watch you gallivant  
all over this fucking city  
trying to hoodwink  
every girl you can find  
to slip their hand down  
your britches and feel  
what pulses beneath  
get a jumpstart on the rigmarole  
of convincing them you're  
worth a chance at the fire
between their legs  
 
You like them blushing  
and flummoxed  
in the backseat of your  
father's red jalopy  
for some shenanigans  
that aren't spoken about  
in polite society  
 
Whether the chase  
is hard or easy  
this game of skull duggery  
is what you're all about  
the brouhaha of the conquest
almost as good as the conquest itself  
 
Balls deep  
you've already forgotten  
whatsits name  
she could be anyone  
and she is to you  
one more nameless fuck  
for you to scratch into your headboard
when you get home  
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
Published
Author's Note
Written for the Fancy Pants competition

Required words: Gallivant - Britches - Rigmarole - Hoodwink - Skull duggery - Jalopy - Brouhaha - Shenanigans - Flummoxed - Whatsit
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