To his highness, Prince of dankness, bearer of the cross of evil,
Designate of Nostra Dames among all his other names, Heil dem Fuehrer Edvard Georg his consort Victoria lady of court of Caligula’s pleasures, among all her other hidden treasures, sorry,( I know her secret)
There, there, my dear Edvard, you old fart,
Temper, temper, if Georg be your common name,
Aside from Edvard, there’s no shame,
What is with all this blame? Your temper you should tame,
Did I not honour you most, among the living dead? But now you’re mad instead?
Among ghouls, shape shifters, devils and demons, witches and warlocks, among all the debouched, your name stands tall,
Edvard is just fine for common folk but for you is far, too small,
So I took the liberty, so those that do not know, your second name would see,
Now here goes, Edvard, Georg the dragonslayer, among others,
We had a Georg in town slaying dragons was it you? You’ll find him in Grimms fairy tales, and so I thought it only proper to include you in such honorary designation, among the many others you carry and use regularly, and since our favourite super- sensuous lady Victoria is attending, with all her elf’s and vixens, I’ll pump you up a bit, if that is at all possible. You see Georg if that’s your name, I was trying to be extra nice, and if I didn’t bring it off, forgive me, it’s unusual for be to be so extra sensitive. As for the tail between my legs, I’m afraid that won’t work, seeing that my inseam is only twenty five inches, and my better part twenty six, you can see this would present a problem, no, circumcision is out of the question, on principle, and of course, and for the inherent attachment to every loving millimetre, now if I were riding a camel, or be chauffeured in a Vulva, I might remotely think about it, you see what I mean.
Now listen mean Papa of Castle Cosa Nostra, or whatever,
I do have battlements, rolling stock with slingshot etc, and some of the old Vikings are keen to having a little spoil, and some don’t like you much and just as soon boil you in oil. Now my suggestion, send a nice invitation, roll out the red carpet, fanfares would be nice, especially from the scantily dressed vixens of Vicki, along with an entrée of a nice titillating smorgasbord of fresh young flesh, I am certain that with your kind and outgoing nature you see what I am getting at,( if at all possible.) I remain your humble and admiring sycophant, with my bird in hand. Hugs! Jasmin Horst©23/10/2009
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Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V" aka "Nyx, Goddess of the Night"
(clearing my throat of speculations)
Oh!! These thoughts of misconduct….Lord EDvard is mad?
He is prime time when maddened!
like a spinning wheel of deliverance he unleashes his bare boots & his chap wearin evil nympho mania!! He will be very hungry too…for the pleasures of flesh…my whips of freedom are polished as we speak…
with the depths of darkness as my shroud of hidden spies:
Sincerely Bound By Incantations,
Poetess Victoria...The Dark Pestilence of Romance
Archaic Mistress of Caliginous Temptations
Although, I can see your malefic spirit showing its tail between the adulation lines you unspeakable sychopant! But hugs are niiiiiiice.....
EDvard Georg
Papa of Castle Cosa Nostra