The prompt word today is “slowly.” Disclaimer: If you are offended by risque innuendos, please read no further. My Devil Muse caught me unaware this morning. Last warning. Last chance to stop.
Goes Down Slowly
When you press its end, it has a kick.
It goes down slowly but comes up quick.
Though based on beauty you’d never pick it,
Caught in the throes, some people lick it.
When it spews out liquid from its wick,
what it produces could make you sick.
Don’t wrinkle noses and utter, “Ick!”
I’ve just described my favorite Bic!
Made me laugh.
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Only a writer would write an ode to a Bic.
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And fill it full of sexual innuendo to boot.
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You write fantastic
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Cute poem.
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Wow za!
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