Lickin' It Poem by Hubert Wilson

Lickin' It



Placing it on her tongue.
Offal taste stung!
Salty taste.
Totally disgraced!
Accelerated breathing.
Gone her moral sheathing!
Examining his small size.
Such a surprise!
Thereafter.
Absolute laughter!
Many thought her such a tramp.
Purchasing the George W. Bush commemorative stamp!

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Hubert Wilson

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