Cyber with me, O Winsome Hill Toucan

[PSUFAN]

they do not know, my dear,
that we are perfect lovers
i am small of form,
and thus can dodge your beak
as we lay to our snug nest.

Thrust the kids aside, toots,
off the cyber cam for now
wrap your sharp tongue
around my maple toadstool
tug my shaft with your talon
watch the marblebag, sweets.

Make a soft stack for congress
there, pile up the court docs
lower your chassis and I'll lube
your fetid tangled fishpatch
i'll rim you til my pill works.

then give me warning
and then roll, I'll climb up
your fat rolls as handholds
i'll climb into your vulva
the lips less soaked of poison, a little

ok, maybe later, dear
i see it's radiotime
spare me a thought tonight
as you bang submit again
keep me in your dreams
when you finally slump to sleep.

O Winsome Hill Toucan
Keen to me of love
Shriek to me of tards
ladle your opprobrium
flirt on AOLChat
you know i like to watch
when i can hop high enough to see.

[War Wagon]

Dear Lord, PSU is one sick mofo.

Rack!

[Van]

Todd, nope, it's more than cybering. Dude came and visited her one weekend, and after that one weekend of cold-streak ending bliss, she decided to up and move herself and her kids to Canada.

Whether she actually went through with her plan to marry the guy and move to Cantucky - and, presumably, see him a second time - I have no idea.

Oh, and Dave is a silver-tongued reprobate.

[MgoBlue-LightSpecial]

There once was a skeeze from Kantucky
Flew miles so a gnome could get lucky
But radio beckoned
The sunlight, it lessened
And the skeeze flew back to Kantucky

[PSUFAN]

bwa