In my long tooth of nightly swill,
Jacking out words and synonyms,
Poetically grasping my maleness.
Doodling my pen, my quill feather,
On dry leaves and chapter of books,
Shadows arise, my darkening rhymes.
Wiling away in the hourglass of time,
My cock thirst, the flask of vagina,
In the abbey of my abyss, scribing lust.
On the rising of the dawn's prick,
Taking grasp, the maiden fair,
Swelling prowess of my penis dare.
Flirting with shadowed prose,
Drawing sighs of earthly spirits,
In my long tooth, getting off.
In my merriment, those that doubt,
Sleep with your eyes ajar,
For I am not far off.
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