castaways leap live wires
catch and drape light gleaming
on green, red, each bead famous
cherished and maddening crowds lurch
as one hand grasping concupiscence
so gluttonous wanting wanting
screaming ancient needs caught up in
crushed lungs bursting for more
wrapping strings around light poles
necks thick with Technicolor tripe
young ladies drunk with envy
produce globules bouncing under shirts
out of shirts bouncing
to be tugged wanting to be
wrapped in tinsel
waiting to be groped.
Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
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From the title, I thought you were going to write about Mardi Gras. :)
And I think you just did--WOW, what a write!
(((HUGS))) and happy fat tuesday, love, Karla. :)
THROW ME SOMETHIN MISTER!!!!!!!!!!