Peter Spread Poem by kwane Lamb

Hello, I am the one who doesn't get talked…
About…
I am "Johnnie Apple Seed"…
That rare breed…
"The Weed Wrecker" " The Kitty Kit rider and slider…
"The womb buster with luster…
"The driver of the deep, sea…
But never discussed as (top) topic…and maybe?
Women dream of me in (the) sleep…
That day dream…it's me…
That (damp) night…it's me…
But to speak my name…
Is pure fright…with such hidden delight…
Some call me (ding dong) …LOL…
Maybe KING KONG but that joke is getting old…
I am… as gentle as a (Lamb) …I am…
Easy to squeeze…that's not (hard) to please…
More like a lollypop…
Or a candy drop…
I have been mistaken as a dance pole…
To those cougar's… bless their souls …
And I just can't be…rubbed…the…wrong…way…
NO WAY…
But mostly never ever spoke of…
Unless in secret….
But…that's…ok…
Roll me, Hold me, Dip me…
You can even talk to me…and kiss me
I am not invisible….y'all know me…
I am just… finger licking good…

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