Poetry and other Bullshit
Steve Ketzer Jr.
Friday, November 10, 2017
Yo Yo Mama
Like a guitar,
he held her in his arms,
his fingers fretting at her buttons.
She took him between her legs,
playing him like a cello,
and, oh, how they moaned.
sk/nov 2017
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