the body mechanics
and sex addicts..
always seem to come..
knocking on my door..
it'll be okay..
I'm wearing my protective
underware..so, I'll know
I can do no wrong..
Little patters of feet
marching to their own
little beat..
Oh,God my back hurts again..
seems like I'll never win..
To taste pain dropped off
the window pane..and all I
see is just some jerk-off
telling me I've got to beware..
Look at me now Daddy..
I'm really going someplace now..
No and yes..quick kiss me
on the lips..before my make-up
runs dry and I have to get
sewn up again just like
Frankenstein..
Ta Ta for now..
this is Richard X..
signing off until tomorrow kids..
love you and always will..
bye..
By Rick A. Weber
May 2, 2013
copywritten
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