A sonnet writ for me.

Pen to me a lovely write.
Oh, tell me of your favor!
Whisper words onto a page
Of how my lips you'd savor...

Tickle Fate and chance my glance;
I do hope I will see-
Phrases bled to make me weak:
A sonnet writ for me.

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Sock it to me.

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I Will Rape Thee

I will rape thee-
With my savage love;
Born from the rural pot.

I will rape thee
And while I rot-
I will pray that you do not.

But, I will save thee
Because, honey,
You've needs: the sting of me...

And I will rape thee-
Because I know
Only to love and rape thee.

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Happy, I Guess

I think I'm very happy
Because I feel really good
I'm not all grumpy and sad
I feel happy because I should

Sad and mad and glad and bad
Mixed emotions I used to keep
At night I used to toss and turn
But now I get plenty of sleep

I'm a great person most of the time
And I keep good company always
The only time that I get all grumpy
Is on those sunny days

I should be happy...I really should
No one can convince me of less
I should be happy and make others happy
I should always be happy I guess

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