Thursday 27 November 2008

Sordid fairytales of human nature and modern times .

Rupunzel

Locked in the tower with super long hair
rupunzel did dither about in despair
the circular walls were closing her in
and the lights where fading and starting to dim
the voices were chatting about in her head
but one in particular caused the brief dread
he shouted with clarity pulsing her vein
till she did realise he stood in the rain
outside he was waiting to climb her sweet locks
to peel of her stockings and rip of her frocks
sauntering by to the window did she
and whipped out her hair to climb like a tree
a fireman in red but a hero in black
dressed in white from front to back
his pecks petruding his bisceps lean
his buttocks round and his glare was mean
sweeping her up in one swift arm
carfull to keep her far from harm
the bed 4 posters inviting in
she gazed in his eyes with a playful grin
the moon soon came up to watch the show
her pale skin brushed his skin like snow
extacy brimmed and delight soon followed
the bodies entwinned 'bout to explode
his shirt all white with his smell it lingered
she put it on her face all flustered
a kiss onthe forehead a hand on his chest
rupunzel took time to lay down to rest
as early as birds the sun up and shinning
the bed was empty with out its linning
he'd taken the sheet to climb back down
and left her asleep not making a sound
a single tear she let fall for him
and soon were the lights beginning to dim.

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