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Aggfl. Mmmph. Ohhh jeeze, what time is. . .?
Morning? Urgle. Must be. Sunlight's a
giveaway.
Lord, but it's hard to get started in the
morning sometimes. Suppose most of us are
like this.
Not this wolf and bunny...
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Note: The Thursday Prompt that got this one written
was 'golden.'
LINK TO: Spoken Word Version
<<<< To Wolf and Bunny Table of Contents
I stretch, as morning sun peeks in, give ears
A good shake; sleepy bunny stirs anew
To greet the dawn. Then breakfast. The time nears
When off we go to work, a kiss, adieu.
Then home later, the paycheque earned so we
Can do it all again, day after day.
WalMart for me, software for him. We’ll see
Who gets home more whipped; often hard to say.
But there’s a short while here in bed when it
Has yet to start, the rat race not begun.
He <Snurfs!>, yawns fangs, then comes alive a bit.
Then turns his head and murmurs, “Morning Hon’.”
I lick his nose, no more move need I make.
Those golden eyes of his: in lust we wake.
Morning? Urgle. Must be. Sunlight's a
giveaway.
Lord, but it's hard to get started in the
morning sometimes. Suppose most of us are
like this.
Not this wolf and bunny...
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>>>>> On Routine (#6) <<<<<
By Fred Brown, Aug 15/2011
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/fwbrown61/
Copyright 2011 All rights reserved, all commercial
infringements prosecuted, website display permission
available upon request. Non-personal distro is infringement.
Note: The Thursday Prompt that got this one written
was 'golden.'
LINK TO: Spoken Word Version
<<<< To Wolf and Bunny Table of Contents
I stretch, as morning sun peeks in, give ears
A good shake; sleepy bunny stirs anew
To greet the dawn. Then breakfast. The time nears
When off we go to work, a kiss, adieu.
Then home later, the paycheque earned so we
Can do it all again, day after day.
WalMart for me, software for him. We’ll see
Who gets home more whipped; often hard to say.
But there’s a short while here in bed when it
Has yet to start, the rat race not begun.
He <Snurfs!>, yawns fangs, then comes alive a bit.
Then turns his head and murmurs, “Morning Hon’.”
I lick his nose, no more move need I make.
Those golden eyes of his: in lust we wake.
Category Poetry / All
Species Rabbit / Hare
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File Size 4.3 kB
Gotta say I like sonnets. There's other forms than the Elizabethan; must try some.
Sort of like drawing within a small frame. There's room for plenty of picture, but you
gotta sweat bullets to make it fit.
Result: something you'd never see on a large canvas.
Just that sonnets make everyone instantly think of Mr. Bill's type of work; complex, ornate,
the lush language.
Doesn't have to be in the slightest. I keep saying one of these is gonna be a sex scene.
Stay tuned.
Sort of like drawing within a small frame. There's room for plenty of picture, but you
gotta sweat bullets to make it fit.
Result: something you'd never see on a large canvas.
Just that sonnets make everyone instantly think of Mr. Bill's type of work; complex, ornate,
the lush language.
Doesn't have to be in the slightest. I keep saying one of these is gonna be a sex scene.
Stay tuned.
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