10 years old growing up by Milwaukee County Stadium. I vividly remember the stream of celebrating honking cars on Hawley Road. Pinch me that my Milwaukee Brewers are back in the World Series. The electricity I feel in my aging body is so real. Let's Go!
He called me his sugar plum fairy. I sprinkled sugar on his body, and licked off that sweetness. Lollipop, lollipop, oh my. The stick to head, perfection. Tongue circling & running laps. What a marvelous treat to find.
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Turns out the Chongo is a pothead
Showed up at my place with eyes all red
My mind went to ick mode
Frog prince egad a toad
Lonely once again went my bed
Smooth as an ice rink on a Saturday night. He could push his puck easily on that slippery surface. No chafing, no sandpaper, and no flossing on the buffet. Who wants a cream pie for dessert?
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@RealW2Jesus Oh W2, glad you are on the mend
A cup of bone broth I wish I could send
How we all miss you much
Thank angels in the clutch
To better days just around the bend
My poetry isn't enough to exclaim how amazing Chongo is in bed, in the kitchen, in life. Puerto Rican power has taken over any semblance of reasoning I had left. Lyrical expansion! If you like me here, you have to like me there.
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@JohnMayer Beautifully written. I would like you to write a song about me someday. I want to listen to it only one time & then have it played at my Viking funeral.
My Chongo came back to me
He declared I'm so damn pretty
I like him more than I should
His sex arsenal is just that good
I can't help but get slick & wetty
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