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My Natural Blonde Tyrannosaurus Rex...

I wish to be back in the day
We slept together on a pile of hay
Milky white skin she could send a hex
Make me a drunken toy for sex

We ran with bow and arrow
Sometimes only to have sparrow
But that damn Rex was always on our heels
Enough meat for hundreds of meals

Recurrent dreams of fanciful youth
Forty-foot reptile steps on my roof
Precipitates a frightening flourish of screams
That permeate nightly, into my dreams

Giant jaws open with deafening roar
Just when I think I can’t bear anymore
The dream sequence changes, dino and all
Springboards me into my recurrent fall

On it goes in the Ever-Fall
I know she can hear my call
I see her broad smile
In this I bask awhile

to me, she never looked better
in her black skirt and sweater
her lipstick does enhance
as we begin a Jitterbug dance

A beast in bed
Her teeth did gnash
And tore my flesh
As we both climaxed

She cleaned me up
With a bucket and mop
Mind blown in every way
What was next for my Rex and me

One night she took me by the fire,
Asking if I was a liar,
When I asked her to be mine,
As life with her would be so fine.

I put the ring upon her hand,
Now together, exploring foreign land,
She would be my partner in crime,
For her I would give my last dime.

Rex had sharp fangs dripping with blood
Looked of fresh battle but smelled of old mud
I was as scared as scared could ever be
Knew one day Rex would catch up with me

I had to be brave to protect my maiden fair
Grabbed my sword and put on armor to wear
I knew that kill or be killed time had arrived
I must die so my only true love can survive

Thus girded, I stepped out to meet my foe.
When the beast roared, and its teeth did show;
I shuddered like a child, chilled to my bones, so
I thought of David; his three smooth stones–but

even so, my heart sank, my courage crumbled;
with the latches of my helm I fumbled, then,
as I shrieked and threw my sword away–
I glimpsed M’Lady’s face go ashy gray...

Now, I thought about running away
But I knew just what they would say
So I turned back around, grabbed the gun I found
And let loose with lead bullet spray

AR-15's are really quite mean
They spit out bullets in a big stream
So I finally got big old Dinosaur Rex
Went back to M'Lady and finished our sex!

Style / type: 
Structured: Western
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Written in the Collaborative Poetry Workshop by; Geezer, Mark, Rosewood Apothecary, Candlewitch, RoseBlack, Dystopia, Depressed 1 and Alan Abrams
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Content level: 
Not Explicit Content

Comments

Fantastic job by all! Can't wait to get started on the next one.

~RoseBlack~

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