I couldn't stand the heat, so I got out of the oven
I couldn't open the door, so I passed underneath
Hunger drove me to eat what clothes I wore
Nakedness drove me to seek firmer shelter
A horse received me
But turned me out without digesting
A goat tried to receive me
But found me hard to swallow
Then I came upon a lady, you could say she was a fox
Though such I wouldn't venture, never placing in a box
Ever quite so vast a vixen, and into her mouth I ran
At the customary speed for a gingerbread man
This poem/personal ad, which generated *zero* replies, is referred to as "my lived and dreamed autobiography in verse" in my groundbreaking work, "Monstrous: The Autobiography of a Serial Killer but for the Grace of God"
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Reviewed by Dens Dreamweaver (Reader)
Reviewed on February 25, 2002
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Reviewed by Sharon Williamson (Reader)
Reviewed on February 25, 2002
Was kind of hard to get to with no title on it. I did enjoy the work though. I found it very much worth the effort to get to.
Sharon
Rosetta was born in 1909 as the youngest of ten children. The family had more laughter than money and neighbors would knock on their door to ask, "Can we come in and laugh, too?"
About the clients and escorts who once were part of Professional Escorts of Marin County, California. The timeframe was from 1974 until 1990.
You will enjoy the easy to read book that gives a glimpse into escorting. Enjoy the read.
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