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Who came to dinner?

He wanted some friends round for dinner
Nothing seemed stranger or simpler
I agree, unaware
Of the quaint pair
Who were coming

A handsome black man,
an Intelligent, woman
Both part of his work
No agenda lurked
For their coming

What he didn't let on
Was what he had done
with the man and also the other
who both were his lovers
That were coming

Where was he as I was occupied
Doing the roast,what did he try,
What sick sense led them both to be there
The male and the female,did he stroke her hair
When he was coming

To dinner?

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a dual personality //

such folks play Dr Jekyl and Mr Hyde
the way they go
they themselves don't know ...

he may be gay with the black one
as he must be stronger....
with the woman he must be boasting
of a staying power longer
hope I'm wrong
anyway this guy makes you strong
next time ask him upfront
which door
near or rear??

sad for your experiences young gal
hope you will bear
the stresses you have


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He was Leo

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perhaps you may not know
lions mate every two minutes
100 times a day
some human beings want to so behave
but leo - cuspy could be Virgo
check back if you may
you could pm
if secret you want to stay

i am a scientist by the way
studying the Human Mind...


Rattus rattus and rattus norvegicus!

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Where has that handsome photo gone and where has that pig come from?
You are so funny and correct!

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It would seem like an utter bastard who would do something like that

Your better off without him

Jayne-Chloe xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

If only you knew all the reality I lived you would be horrified

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A powerful poem, but eeew, damn, this guy was sick, doing this.

Respectfully, Race

"Laws and Rules don't kill freedom: narrow-minded intolerance does" - Race-9togo

But I never saw it for many years. I'm out of it now
Thanks for reading

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