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Lotion Love
Sinking deep
Makes skin soft
Once applied
He could not
Get her off
She was his lotion
Wednesday 25th May 2022 7:57 pm
A Dead Good Night
She was a pretty little sight
This lady of the night
But, when I asked her for a drink
In my neck her teeth did sink
Now I'm part of the undead
And she lives inside my head
And instead of drinking beer
I sip blood (with a hint of fear!)
Wednesday 13th April 2022 10:50 pm
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