Like news
She came as does news
False, correct, to amuse.
We drank, chatted and
She revealed pages and
I read the secret book.
Enjoyed her every move
On floor and in bed…
Everything was great…
Both women bipolar;
This one and the vulgar
That spoke of the cheese
Bulgarian, not Greek…
Either, was boiling pot
Were thirsty for first shot
But brought ice along
As a gift, for next time.
Gave kisses, played games
Porn, mature-related…
When finished sparrow
By a jump, maybe more
They diverged and reversed;
Comparing loss with gain.
At first, they wanted male
To take lid of the pot, fill it up.
Now they seek a man who
Has time and money to
Take them out on trips;
For joy rides and camping,
Restaurants and shopping…
Bipolar!
Bipolar!
Bipolar!
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