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08/03/2004

~~The Vixen's Kiss~~

He lay in slumber
Under a great canopy
Of forest decorated sky
His dreams were fantastic
If he would wake
He's ask why
~~
She crept up to him
Sly little Vixen
And as he dreamed
She schemed her tricks
Removed his clothes
took his shoes
and comenced
~~
Her touch was like a drug
Her kisses were strong wine
He'd lay upon the forest floor
in ecstasy divine
~~
His bones are there
To this very day
Unless the elements
turned them to dust
And carried them away