Dug Up Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Dug Up



I can only dig you up
so high
then down you come
again to the ground.

Yes you are imorale
but not a slut.
Marbles
they sound as they do.

When your pelvis it does
as my want
as well as you
the deeper I grunt so you
thrust.

Your eyes
when they both become
glazed and cloudy
it rains
I don't come runing I do
what you want.

You are my only slut
but not imorale
so why would I need another?

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From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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