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He Wanted A Sordid Little Tryst. A Poem
He Wanted A Sordid Little Tryst. A Poem What a sordid little tryst He sought with me Showing up on my doorstep When I was nearly asleep. I should have ignored him But my dogs would be barking Waking up the neighbors I would just hate to ruin Their restful hours. It was not going to happen I was quite adamant He was persistent I will give him that. We are nothing To each other I am just some Horny Outlet He says he loves My ass Such<b> worship </font></b>Is rare So I think That is why I give him any attention.. Nothing happened I turned him away I was not in the mood I was not in any shape To entertain. His sordid idea of a tryst Not one in which I could participate. I am not sure For such an activity There will ever Come a day. Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely |
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