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Rum A Dum Dum

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Dull moon on arisen, I give no sympathizing,
Night of the braying bog, scratching with my quill,
Neath the flaming wick and melting candle,
In cupola of shadows, I lust my conniving.

My tall cock-stick, in arabesque throbbing,
Poetically ejaculating from mast of nine.
Shrilling in the lark of my scribing,
Bursting the cum, of rum a dum dum. 

In minuets of silence and lost echoes,
Defrocked of clothing we stroll merriment,
Upon the dais, the coven of eleven. 
Bondage in old Savannah. 

Aspiring to the fucking under the spell, 
Rhythm of meat, spewing man gel
And gasping of the gapping vagina. 
Bursting the cum, of rum a dum dum.

With act of courtesy I am not adverse, 
The falls of my seeking eyes, I peek.
Voyeur of the hollows I spy flesh, 
Sin of the Sandman, showmen and gin.

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