Make sure You check the grass.
Don't mow Your lawn just yet.
By Thavien YliasterPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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Erotic toys strewn across Your lawn?
Your dog got to the box while You were gone.
The yard is littered with toys.
Yet the neighbors won't make a noise.
You might find a jeweled plug glittering at the buttcrack of dawn.
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Author's Notes: This limerick was originally commented on Brenton F's poem "Amazon Erotica."
P.S. This poem of Brenton F's is funny too.
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