THE FAIRY-LIKE FRIENDS
Like fairies in the wide-field
the four female friends were sat,
young and fresh as morning dew,
daisy chains in their laps.
I was daydreaming nearby,
lying there upon my back,
glancing sideways as they spoke
of boys whom they hoped to attract.
Boys who'd play many a role.
Boys who'd be this and be that.
Boys sure made-up of so many a part.
Boys from some Fairyland perhaps?
STUFFY STIFFY
You dick, you prick,
you rythmn-stick.
I don't give a fig-leaf
for your one-upmanship !
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