If Don had toys, they wouldn’t be those ships

In bottles.  Toys for him would not be horse

Or soldier, or those game computer chips

Of Counter-Strike.  Contentious  mind games’ force

Of chess might work for him but only of

The three dimensions kind.  No Barbi dolls

(Or Kens)…much later might come games of love,

Much more of lust, through thrust of cock with balls,

Of limerance repeated, endless for

The thrills of soul and pulsing pole.  The boys

Produced, unwanted babies, would be poor

Results for him, not good as favorite toys.

  He might like taking islands captive, more

     For pleasure, young shored females for his score.

~ Phillip Whidden