04-20-2020, 02:46 AM
Bobbing for apples
My mouth never seemed big enough
I only ever bit my lip.
Head always under water
as you evaded my bite,
kept me chasing a taste.
Just sweet enough to hold me
engaged, always trying despite
bad flesh and bruises,
its hard to know which apple to avoid,
harder still to find a good one.
Each time I gave up,
your shinny red would surface
and offer me one more mouthful
of poison. I would sleep another
ten years, waiting for true loves kiss
and so the game goes on.
My mouth never seemed big enough
I only ever bit my lip.
Head always under water
as you evaded my bite,
kept me chasing a taste.
Just sweet enough to hold me
engaged, always trying despite
bad flesh and bruises,
its hard to know which apple to avoid,
harder still to find a good one.
Each time I gave up,
your shinny red would surface
and offer me one more mouthful
of poison. I would sleep another
ten years, waiting for true loves kiss
and so the game goes on.
If your undies fer you've been smoking through em, don't peg em out