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Crazy week, 4 gigs in 3 days...

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Gigging this week at

RAW GEMS (30 mins) Zenith Bar, London

BEAT, Peter Parkers Bar Soho, London

Rich Mix with Apples & Snakes & Featuring with  TV Smith at the Poetry Cafe, London

Get in touch if you're in town.

I'll do the poem in the audio attachment here as well as my current 'hit' as here:

Boy Toy

 

I’m happy to be your plaything

A am your sex toy

It doesn’t demean me

Well it does, but I don’t mind

 

I love those Psycho moments

When I’m in the shower

Things get slippery underfoot

At your soapy touch

Happy to be your plaything

Happy to be your toy

Happy to be your plaything

Happy to be your toy

 

You raise me every morning

In your special way

Sometimes I find I’m bound and gagged

And I can’t get away

I admire your expertise

With that thing you hold

If you were a pole dancer

I’d be your pole

Happy to be your plaything

Happy to be your toy

Happy to be your plaything

Happy to be your toy

 

I love your naked skipping

You jiggle like a whore

You leave me here sweating

And panting out for more

Panting, panting, panting, panting,

Panting out for more

Happy to be your plaything

Happy to be your toy

Happy to be your plaything

Happy to be your toy

 

I love your dirty looks

And push-up bra

There’s more to you than

Meets the eye

Of those men you taunt

There’s a piece of me you enrage

When I see you flaunt

They may pump your tyres up

But I will ride you home.

Happy to be your plaything

Happy to be your toy

Happy to be your plaything

Happy to be your boy

 

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