Sometimes love can be one-sided. Sometimes that love becomes devotion, then obsession, then punishable by federal law.

What, oh this
this little old knife?
Oh it means nothing,
so please be my wife.
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'This rope' you ask,
'What is the meaning?'
My soap it holds,
Only for cleaning
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You say its not kosher
To give you that stare
I only admire
Your brown seas of hair
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Lets venture to the bedroom,
With steps, skips, and hops,
We'll make beautiful musi-
Wait, who called the cops?
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Oh dont be like that
My little pet
Reaching for that mace,
Oh you play hard to get
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I'll be back, my love
To take you away,
Until then my love
In prison I'll stay.


Submitted: October 18, 2009

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summerlover

Beautiful. Simply beautiful.

Sun, October 18th, 2009 11:29pm

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Thank you very much. I hope it tickled your funny bone.

Tue, October 20th, 2009 3:15pm

Mistress of Word Play

Wow. What a write!
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Wed, October 21st, 2009 7:59pm

Imuildaeren

fantastic! Check me out plz.

Fri, October 23rd, 2009 6:51am

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