I.
I know the kisses I'm losing
Experiences I'm wasting
Lest pleasures I'm throwing
These are the urges that choke
So carnal I'm provoked
My loins are controlled
II.
The leopard of chisel
Turns shepherds of goats
or maidens of hoards
an offer of perks
A bed full of woes
at night they would howl
So with sun without pasture
Their pleasure's without worth
They mate and they're hurt
With regret they would wake
A wonder it is
Sexes for one and
not for the other
Without commitment
No one would bother
III.
As they say now
Vows are mere words
A contract that won't last
List marriage to last
First we wed
on the bed
If love is as it is
Then chaste I won't haste
Even without
I can take
Away from fornicate
Even without
I can love
It's not beds that we wed
It's the soul that we mate
Lest you want to wed
those penile You
made out with and forget
June 7, 2015
1:14 PM
Pacific-Atlantis Mermen Journal
Read the Pink Merman's copyright and other reminders.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Feedbacks and constructive criticisms are highly encouraged. Keep in mind, however, that this blog does not portray itself as a legitimate source of factual information like recognized news agencies but as an avenue to practice journalism.