My Nagual is a Narwhal

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Slither wallow slither wallow

Slumping out from under.

The midnight narwhal grunts and fumbles

Looking for the sea.

Leaving me, a husk, to slumber.

Rolling, bowling, down the hill

With scent of sea salt teasing his blow hole.

Flipper flapper flipper flapper

The domed forehead quests forth

And out front, the spiralling twisty horn

Eight feet long

And worthy of a unicorn!

As I wait sleeping

Waiting for his sweet return.




◄ walking the coastal path with a pair of nail scissors

basque ►


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John Aikman

Fri 1st Jan 2010 09:22

Your best my humble opinion. Lovely and tangentially erotic.


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Wed 30th Dec 2009 21:06

Great ! - hope you've got a big mirror.... and, on the subcheck of mirrors ......

<Deleted User> (7164)

Wed 30th Dec 2009 14:49

I really enjoyed the rolling theme throughout this one. Too many good lines just to pick out odd ones. Love it as a whole.


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Greg Freeman

Tue 29th Dec 2009 21:14

This is a cracker, Ann, one of your very best! I love "scent of sea salt teasing his blow hole." ! It's got fantastic rhythm and music, too. A touch of Lewis Carroll, plus that added, sea-salty ingredient that you certainly don't get in Alice ... Greg

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