Nov 02 2007
another dyke poem
So You’ve Shagged Your Mate
So you’ve shagged your mate
And yeh, it was great
But what to do tomorrow?
Hide your head below the covers
Make a cup of tea
Maintain your dignity
Pretend it never happened
Your keks she never dampened
Awkward giggles, smiles and blushes
A fitting end to the biggest of crushes
Will she stay or will she go?
Oh just lay back and go with the flow
Of creaming, gushing, pussy juice
I never guessed she’d be this loose!
Undies strewn across the floor
Socks and shoes trail out the door
A path of garms leads to your bed
A thumping pain inside your head
Did we really? No, we never!
A concept that was far from clever
Best mates fucking up your life
Sure to cause you pain and strife
So now we’ve crossed that fatal line
Been left ignored for al this time
No longer friends so are we lovers?
Freak out, hide beneath the covers
See the stains from a night of passion
Bedecked in quite the latest fashion
Feel reawakenings of the horn
Begin to wish you’d ne’er been born
Reach to embrace your former friend
Pray that you haven’t reached the end
Before your fingers finally get burned
Get them to apply all that they’ve learnt
And as we climax, aah, together
We say that we won’t look back, never
To the days of a bygone era
Where we wouldn’t have got any nearer
To expressing our hearts desire
Close our eyes, jump in the fire
Post-coital haze, we fall asleep
Who knows if this mate I’ll keep?
©thecunninglinguist 2003
Listen to this at  http://annabelprib.podomatic.com/entry/2007-11-04T10_09_20-08_00
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