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A Certain Daydream In The Library
Rob stepped into the
library and saw Ms. Cross
smiling and stripping in there.
After walking to
the guy and laid his hands on
her chest, Rob blinks and she's gone.
library and saw Ms. Cross
smiling and stripping in there.
After walking to
the guy and laid his hands on
her chest, Rob blinks and she's gone.
Published Yesterday
Author's Note
In this sedoka chain poem, one young person walks into a library and sees what a mature person is doing in there.
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Today 5:56am
Just imagined a rhyming invitation she might have given him to lay his hands on her chest:
You touch and feel -
these things are real!
Not siliconed
or surgeon honed.
You touch and feel -
these things are real!
Not siliconed
or surgeon honed.
Today 11:33am
