Rummaging in drawers,
The snoop-icity of divorce.
What's she up to?
Or – Who's into her?
Now I'm gone.
The drawer by the bed
Prior storage holder
During the marriage
Of incense and handcuffs --
Curiosity might kill this cat.
Once the drawer of marital bliss
No longer my home
With dread I slide it open -
For a moment sadness, jealousy and envy for the contents of that drawer –
A Vibrator.
To touch her.
To caress her.
To go inside her.
Not me insider her.
Suddenly sadness to madness to gladness –
A Vibrator!
Gyrate her!
An on your own climax -or!
Not some guy insider her!
A real live battery operated rubber fucker!
The gladness turns to glee --
She bought this dildo,
This battery operated rubber fucker
And it is smaller than me.
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Vibrator
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2 comments:
Is 'snooop-icity' a word? Can I borrow it?
he he he
She has a drawer? I've got an entire, red PICNIC basket-full. Gives a new meaning to the phrase 'roastin' some weiners'.
Go Vibes!
I have created the word "snoop-icity". You are more than welcome to utilize the word to its fullest capacity. I only ask that when it makes it into the Oxford English Dictionary that I get credit.
chortle, chortle
As for weiner roasts, I'm glad to hear that the oven is hot enough for roastin'.
chortle, chortle
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