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THE KINKY POET

Some of my erotic poetry
2 years ago. April 6, 2021 at 12:01 AM

Telling them apart

I'll take any port in a storm, it's better than being alone, I've exhausted all my playmates  I've gone through my mobile phone

So now I must go on the hunt, go find a piece of meat, I'll try that new singles bar, I'm bound to find a lonely treat

There's always a lonely one, feeling down and low on luck, I'll ply her with a few shots of Vodka, then take her for a fuck

I'll pretend I'm interested, hell she can even  tell me her name, not that I'll remember it, to me they're all the same

Just something to play with, a quick fuck to pass the night, most of them are easy prey, if you play the game just right

Look at them attentive, nod and smile at the right place, don't get caught staring at their tits, concentrate on her boring face

Always have a tissue, they always weep and cry, let them lean on your shoulder, look like you understand their hurt and why

Being all supportive, is the thing that will get you laid, if you can be Mr sensitive, you've really got it made

Sadly they don't know it, but they're drinking with a Shark, whose waiting to devour them, without a human spark

He has no feelings, you may be beautiful, sweet or bland, he will say anything he has to say, to get his one night stand

But not all men are bastards, some are filled with love and heart, the only problem for you girls, is telling them apart

THE KINKY POET 


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