Compressed Under Paws. Poem by Tom Allport
Compressed Under Paws.
Greasy licked down
Groovy fur trim
I like the way ya ears fold
Man it ain't no sin
Talking about wulvs
I'm talking about wulvs
Yeah I'm talking about wulvs
Do do do do
Ooh, trouble free transition
Helps your legs grow
Man let me stroke your back
Man let me touch your toe
Talking about wulvs
I'm talking about wulvs
Yeah I'm talking about wulvs
Do do do do.
Tom, long time, no 'see'....ya! Perhaps we forgot each other, OR perhaps I thought you'd disappeared and you thought my poems &/or comments sucked?
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line 5: 'Talking', not 'Taking', I think... And, again, 'Taking' further along! Where can I get some of whatrever you are snorting? ? ? ! ! bri : )
Thanks sir Bri well spotted! Better to walk than wak I think?