CREATION

ENIGMATIC ENEMA

Carpet bagging capitalist
breached the wall of my resistance
and did laps around
my moat of love

Nine naughty nymphets
nutured sweet nuffins
till they gave off faint farts
and little blue sparks

To soon the moon
did swoon

Enigmatic enema's
purged my passion
and left me in the
desolate desert
of desire

With the ogre of the
golden cunt
who sed
I want your seed

I replied

Will you still luv me
in the mourning ?

RESUME'