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H.R.H. Prince Philip

    H.R.H. Prince Philip His limbs have shrunk. The skin is slack And wrinkled like his balls have always been Though it is paler, thinner than that sack. The hairs that used to stick out from each shin Evaporated years ago and yet She still remembers him hunching...

Words without Song:  a Sonnet

Words without Song:  a Sonnet [This sonnet sticks to all the rules for a sonnet except that it is laid out on the page as if it were five paragraphs of prose.] Is love a spate of rhyming in the veins? Or is it even less, a bit of plot (inside a thousand paperbacks)...

Prospero Between my Legs

     Prospero Between my Legs My cat is lying on my duvet just Between my spread out thighs and calves and knees. That means he loves me or that he can trust Me. Earlier he did it, not to please Me but for pleasure for himself. He got Excited, though. The situation...

Prezioso’s Precious Pets

  Prezioso’s Precious Pets The only thing better than a kitten Is . . . kittens!  The only thing dafter than A full-grown, hairy man fondly smitten By such fur balls is . . . a man and a man Completely stupid over them.  But then There’s something worse:  Antonio in...