Musings by The Poet Loriet
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She is an experienced divorcee
whom I turn to for advice
in times of need.
This was one of those times.
She told me to go to
exploreyourfantasies.com
and purchase "The Rabbit"
and I giggled, blushed,
then asked for the name
so I could write it down,
along with my note to
pick up a copy of,
"Sex and the Single Girl."
I put my kids to bed and
said, "Shhhhh, be vewy qwiet,
i'm hunting wabbits!"
They giggled and it was
officially mommy-time.
I got my target within sight
and clicked my hare-trigger,
pronouncing my first kill.
I did it, I am Diana,
goddess of the hunt and
of moonlight, so tonight,
under a lover's full-moon,
I took that first step
in learning to love myself.
The rabbit just died.
Lori Beal
whom I turn to for advice
in times of need.
This was one of those times.
She told me to go to
exploreyourfantasies.com
and purchase "The Rabbit"
and I giggled, blushed,
then asked for the name
so I could write it down,
along with my note to
pick up a copy of,
"Sex and the Single Girl."
I put my kids to bed and
said, "Shhhhh, be vewy qwiet,
i'm hunting wabbits!"
They giggled and it was
officially mommy-time.
I got my target within sight
and clicked my hare-trigger,
pronouncing my first kill.
I did it, I am Diana,
goddess of the hunt and
of moonlight, so tonight,
under a lover's full-moon,
I took that first step
in learning to love myself.
The rabbit just died.
Lori Beal
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