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Just Shy 'o The Concupiscent Cusp

Just Shy 'o The Concupiscent Cusp

As par and parcel of being
alive wire impossible aye
to maintain totally tubularly
literarily celibate by and bye

with parochial restraint antiseptic dry
as dust poetic refrains
asper this healthy older guy
devoid of physical whim zee

unlike a inscrutable eunuch...so hi
there dear reader experienced
by this self contrived Zen
minded nonestablishmentarian outlier,

whose nonconformist yen
tries to steer clear of controversy,
heresy, prurient wen
unless one happened

to be eunuchized,
i.e. sexless as a cold oven,
but similar to generic men
this writerly hen

pecked husband dully
drumming, droning, and
dribbling as a lix spittle
aged chap housed within

Schwenksville, Pennsylvania bailiwick
though far less inclined
to whet ma lil atrophied dipstick
than some young buck
at the peak of his sexual prowess
every now and again viz,

aye feel a much slighter sensation
drubbing, crackling, and
buckling mine body electric
and attempt to record
re: font ten blue type

boldface and/or Italic
such infrequently occurring
fleeting Johnson magic
speculating why the

hoo ha regarding mystic
spell binding codas,
dogmas, and enigmas,
an integral component naturalistic
within the calculus of life,

when human species
(parenthetically), naturally, inherently,
and biologically opportunistic
akin to other organisms whose quixotic
antics allow NON GMO,

MSG, and gluten free,
and uncensored discussion
asper reproductive habits rhapsodic
with floral and/or faunal symphonic

emanations donning each their own
"NON FAKE" trumpeting
spectacular humbly modest
rubric, yet...universalistic
as being linkedin
within the cosmic whirled wide web.

 

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