Sugar Plum Faery (Warning)
by Ronald W. Hull
Friday, December 23, 2005
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From my friend, BigBad. What we really dream for... |
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Will you be my Sugar Plum Faery?
May I pop your red-hot cherry?
Tinker, Tinker, Tinker Bell,
May I wet your little well?
Oh boy, Doughboy, poke it in.
Can you feel my tummy grin?
Santa Claws, feel my paws,
Stroking in your secret sin.
No nutcrackers allowed here,
Round these jolly balls of holly.
Or was it Molly, to my folly,
Warmed my cockles to a whim?
You’re my sugar; you’re my plum,
Flutter round my other thumb.
So when I go to sleep tonight.
Crème my dream with your delight
Sleep tight.
Copyright 2005 © BigBad
12/23/05
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| Reviewed by Sherry Heim |
1/15/2006 |
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| LOLOLOLOLOL!!!!!! |
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| Reviewed by Sandra Mushi |
1/7/2006 |
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Haaa haaa haaa ... you are a bad boy, Ron! Lol!!! Some sugar plum pie ingredients this is. Lol!
God bless,
Sandie. |
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| Reviewed by Ed Matlack |
12/25/2005 |
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| I see nothing bad herein, just someone trying to "make" a cherry pie and using all the usual ingredients...LOL! Ed |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
12/23/2005 |
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I am bad but you are badder than BAD,,,bad BOY!!
Roll the drums......here comes Tinker Bell!!
Okay Bad Boy Have a Happy Clismiss Okay!!
Love Tin-A-Bell |
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