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By: Victor Mochere | January 31, 2018

I walked into a museum,

To see the python of a snake,

Of the devil I saw,

Walking aimlessly on the pavement,

A unique lass,

Bearing a nice figure,

With no point but to please,


Glued to my prey,

My prey to scoff,

I followed her like a pet to her master,

All the while admiring,

The unique creature behold,

One of the few to exist,

In deed God is a master artist,


She turned,

An eye contact was made,

I felt shy,

She boldly smiled and licked her lips,

So desirable that my body froze,

I felt the urgent urge to advance,

I approached her,


Oh she was into me too,

My prey eager to be gobbled,

The mutual feeling struck,

Deep down into our hearts,

Before I knew it,

She was in my 80m2 bed-sitter,

Nakedly sitting on my bed,


She moved close,

Her ...

Category: Poems 

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