Heather has trouble with numbers.
Above 15 or 16 she blunders.
How she counts sheep
When trying to sleep
One must certainly wonder.
Calliope likes to eat trash.
Thinks the garbage is her personal stash.
Into the can goes her nose
For something disposed
Until I start smacking her ass.
Pierre is a dog that I know
Whose gay dad sets my face all aglow.
When he snuggles between us
I know that this must
Be a moment I'll never let go.
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