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...EikooC...

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…EikooC… …My Knave… I asked thee only to watch my sweet… But in your spare time you ate my treat… See those swordsmen dueling there… I’ll bid them to thrash your bottom bare… …So Brave… You dare to suckle my chocolate kiss… Not a crumb nor morsel did you miss… Fevered cheeks gave your lies away… Savor the last meal you’ll have today… …My Slave… S.S.Snapp 12/11/01 This was a post to a challenge here by Mooseman... only 2 view in several months... I swear I don't think people actually read some of these pieces here... they just go & comment at poems so people will repay them back... anyways... I hope you enjoy... this was supposed to be about a deul over someone stealing your cookies...I hope you enjoyed the ramblings of my mind... Written December 11th, 2001 © on Feb 11 2002 05:03 AM PST   0 • 8

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