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Dear Teacher

Dear Teacher

In honour of one year since finding, and joining, Lush.
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen, and the thief's Happy Bits will always smell of stinky cheese (not in a good way).

You've taught me things I never dreamed,
Created deepening urges,
Lambasted deep within my heart,
And called forth frightening urges.

I've learned to suck a throbbing cock,
And lick a swollen cunt;
To go in search of what I want,
Avoid those on the hunt.

I know the way to rim a girl
Or rub a fella's prostate;
I know some people like it fast
Whilst others like to frustrate.

I know what scat is (not allowed),
Why some like a wee shower;
I know repeated questions oft
Make other members glower.

I know some like their knickers on,
Whilst others prefer nude;
I know that anal sex requires
A large amount of lube.

I've found that some folk have their kinks
They use to have some fun,
And that they like some strange objects,
Like ginger, up their bum.

I know that some like cum all over,
And some girls can squirt;
Some people like huge boobs like mine,
Whilst others, small and pert.

Some like dicks wide, long, or both,
And most like a tight pussy,
Whilst others just want any sex:
They're really not that fussy.

I learned more of relationships,
Why some have them or not;
I'm trying to learn what turns me on,
Who makes me very hot.

I use bad words, like "fuck" and "cum",
And "cock", "pussy" and "thrust",
I know which words make others stiff,
I fair quite well, I trust.

I've written things that make me blush,
And cringe, and sometimes cry.
I've found a world I can explore,
That makes me wet, not dry.

I've made some friends, lost one or two;
This school has been enlarged.
Some make my life a better thing,
And some are best discharged.

But in the year I've been on Lush,
I've shared more of my heart.
I've learned that some are glad I have,
To those who aren't, I fart!

For not all love my words or comments,
That's okay, you know.
We all have different attitudes
And things that make us glow.

For here, dear Teacher, we can learn
(Or not, as we have found)
About ourselves and others too,
Whether straight, gay, bi, or bound.

This classroom is not just for learning,
Playtime is a joy!
I need to practice all I know,
I need a sexy boy!

Perhaps one day, he'll want me and
I'll not be scared to try,
But 'til that time, Teacher, I know,
I have no need to cry.

For in this corner of the world,
I'm free to be just me.
I'll keep on writing, learning things,
Both hot and giggly.

Now, one year on, with dirty smut
Pervading virgin mind,
You've so much you must answer for,
I must not get behind.

I've stories of ridiculous,
As well as quite chaotic.
This next year, as it moves along,
I'll try to be erotic.

Dear Teacher, please know, I do try
To make you proud of me.
But if I don't, please love me still:
You've made my mind feel free.

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen, and the thief's Happy Bits will always smell of stinky cheese (not in a good way).
This story is protected by International Copyright Law, by the author, all rights reserved. If found posted anywhere other than with this note attached, it has been posted without my permission.

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Posted 02 Jul 2013 13:39
I just read your post in the forum. Thoroughly enjoyed this!
Posted 13 Jan 2013 11:10
Congratulation of being one year in lush, Shylass! This is such a wicked hilarious poem. I love it!
Posted 08 Jan 2013 12:20
I so love your sense of humour. Victoria Wood could learn a thing or two from you! Once again you have brightened my otherwise grim and gloomy day. Thank you
Posted 07 Jan 2013 11:49
A delightful tribute to Lush, by a master of the poesy.

Happy Anniversary, dear Lass, may this be the first of many!!!

Posted 06 Jan 2013 19:12
I'm not sure what/who SHYLASS is calling "teacher"...but I'm thinking she is referring to her whole experience on LUSH as being the "teacher". She used LUSH as a learning experience and is now one of its more popular writers. Well done DAISY/SHYLASS...You deserve all the praise as you have worked hard for it. "5"'s all the way.


Posted 06 Jan 2013 19:04
Wicked!!!! Loves it

Posted 06 Jan 2013 15:25
DING! DING! DING! Give the little lady a Kewpie Doll! Excellent, Daisy!

Posted 06 Jan 2013 14:54
Fantastic! You are awesome!
Posted 06 Jan 2013 14:31
Daisy I think this is a wonderful way to sum up your first year on lush. I for one am looking forward to seeing what the next year brings to us from you.
Posted 06 Jan 2013 14:25
Is it seriously only a year? God that is bloody sobering! For once i won't patronise you (with an end of year report!) but will say this is fine and uplifting.
fair or fare? I thought the latter. Surely not becoming human or am i missing the poetry in the former. I so do not get poetry!!!

Posted 06 Jan 2013 12:20
This is a delight. Well said, indeed.
And if "Teacher" is not metaphorical, (s)he is a lucky teacher, indeed.

Posted 06 Jan 2013 12:13
This could be your Master's dissertation. On to your Ph.D. , Shy. So clever and funny. xx
Posted 06 Jan 2013 12:00

Posted 06 Jan 2013 11:48
This is a just a virginia slims advert all over- " You've come a long way baby!" xx here's to more Daisy
Posted 06 Jan 2013 11:46
this is awesome!

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