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Ode to a Nightly Flail

Mr. Sticky

Bluelighter
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Oct 24, 1999
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Location
the chunk of meat surrounding my asshole
What crimes produce such punishment
inside these stately walls?
It seems as though my heart were lent
to all the tortured calls.
The pain does seem a flitting bird,
the screams are but its song.
The nightly flail is seldom heard
'though many hours long.
But I am just a visitor
or so my mask proclaims;
in fact I am a prisoner
with all an inmate's shames.
This structure's not, in truth, a jail
but many are detained;
for love, without a brick or nail,
still holds all bound and chained.
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forgot to include...I wrote this about 9 years ago.
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I don’t mean to offend you unless you are an idiot. -- Prince MuChao
[This message has been edited by Mr. Sticky (edited 16 February 2001).]
 
this is excellent
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a prisoner of love...i can relate.
jill
 
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