Don’t Forget the Pink #Poetry #ASMSGPoetry #ASMSG


We all start out a little vanilla…

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In grade school we tended to like sprinkles

Child like eyes twinkled

Our parent’s noses wrinkled

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In junior high we need toppings,

like Snickers and Oreo cookie

Please don’t hold the nookie!

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In the college years, we progress to gourmet flavor

It’s also the time where some likes and dislikes waiver

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To explore the possibilities of sexual delights

Having mile-high-club sex on flights

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It takes all flavors to make up our sexual palate

I happen to like being hit with a mallet

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Don’t judge me for being two scoops shy of a vanilla sundae

Or because you don’t have sex on Monday

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Being vanilla doesn’t make you a bore

Being vanilla doesn’t mean you need a cure

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But…

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Neither does liking your kink with

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and extra side of the kitchen sink

And don’t forget the Pink!

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Penelope Jones Copyright 2013 

11 responses to “Don’t Forget the Pink #Poetry #ASMSGPoetry #ASMSG

  1. It takes all flavors to make up our sexual palate
    I happen to like being hit with a mallet

    ~ or being tossed like a salad?

    A good smile to start the day, merci bien.

  2. Thank you for visiting me at City Jackdaw.Like this poem-
    ‘In junior high….please don’t hold the nookie.’ That was the anthem for us repressed, juvenile boys!
    Best wishes to you.

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