Short stories

Little Red Riding

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A cute senorita
Followed by a cheetah
Let me count the ways
For issuing tickets pays
A bonus to us cops
And plus, a feel I may cop
To unsuspecting lambs
You know, it’s all a scam
Just doin’ my job, ‘mam
As if I give a damn
Lets hope there’s no camera phone
To catch misbehaving, as we’re prone
But first let me take a bite
For no one can see your plight

Old Mrs. Creet

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Once there was an old lady
Who looked like my grandma maybe

Every night
She’d take a bite

Of children’s toes
And a nose

If it’s past your bedtime
And you hear a chime

It’s old Mrs. Creet
Looking for something to eat

Don’t let her catch you
Awake or she’ll chew

Your toes and maybe your nose
So hurry and doze

Off to deep sleep
And as you count sheep

Out will creep
Old Mrs. Creet

Little Piggy

bloodyfingers
This little piggy went to market
Damn, this girl has spirit
 
This little piggy stayed home
Found her as I did my roam
 
This little piggy had roast beef
Told her the pain would be brief
 
This little piggy had none
Ravishing her was fun
 
This little piggy went
Still smell her blood’s scent
 
Wee, wee, wee
On to my next killing spree
 
All the way home
Smiling at her mouth’s foam

Boy

klimtpregnant
Who are you
I say and coo
 
Hopes and dreams
Your father and I beam
 
Smiles for miles
As I pick onesie styles
 
Will you turn out to be
More like him or like me
 
May you grow old
And have a heart of gold
 
Marry the one
Whom you love a ton
 
Have children of your own
Be there when they’re grown
 
And look back with joy
As you read to your son’s boy
 
But until then
You’ll be ours and when
 
You come out of my womb
And, again, love will bloom
 
Oh, how very proud
I say out loud
 
To be your mother
As we wait for one another

Touch

klimt
 
They say a picture is worth a thousand words
Not for me and you, two love birds
 
The feel of your skin and hair
How I love when we’re all bare
 
With every breath I take
I’m overwhelmed with a sweet ache
 
Covering you with endless kisses
Enthralled to be your missus
 
Forever my love you’ll be
You fill my being with glee
 
There is no sensation
Or exhilaration
 
That comes close
To the love that flows
 
Between me and you
One from two
 
A high that is so much
Just feeling your strong touch

Asian Mystique

orientalcat
 
My submissive China Doll
Take me to the Great Wall
 
Massage my insecurities away
How I love the way you sway
 
Submissive and shy you are
I’m your one and only czar
 
You are quiet and obedient
Master’s way expedient
 
You’re a man pleasing sex kitten
I’ve been yellow fever bitten
 
My love has a great personality
Special oriental mentality
 
She’s no dragon lady
Nothing quite so shady
 
Never a bore
My lovely Saigon whore
 
I love the way she chimes
Me love you very long time
 

New Yorker (Free)

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For those of you who don’t already know this, the New Yorker is giving the public three months (about two months as of today) of free content.  So read to your heart’s content, folks.  And don’t forget about the love story collection.

Cinderella

citygirl
Once upon a time
In a city’s grime
 
There lived a girl
Newly formed pearl
 
She worked her way
Every single day
 
Among shysters and crooks
All with their hooks
 
Lured by tricksters and thieves
For years of blinding eves
 
No end in sight
Her long and arduous plight
 
Fallen on empty hopes and dreams
Cinderella ran out of steam
 
But then one day
Amidst the fray
 
A fine young prince
Presented a quince
 
Love bloomed like a rose
And then he proposed
 
Made her his queen
Two hearts evergreen
 
There was bliss thereafter
And they lived happily ever after

Identity Thief

georgegrosz
I’m an identity thief
There are no rules
That is my belief
 
“Be all that you can be”
Stealing crown jewels
Or sipping chamomile tea
 
Man, woman, or child
With my pen
My imagination runs wild
 
Sinner and/or saint
In my works
There are no restraints
 
My life as a writer
Troops of characters
Or single freedom fighter
 

Charmed

knife
Charmed to make your acquaintance
My name is Bob
You seem low maintenance
 
But don’t get me wrong
Au naturale is the best
Been here all along
 
Watching and waiting
Patiently observing
Pining and baiting
 
“Oops–could this be yours?”
“No,” you say, “but thank you, anyway”
“But here, let me get the door”
 
“Has anyone ever told you
How beautiful you are?
Not sure if you knew”
 
“No,” you say, “but thank you, anyway”
“Excuse me, but I have to ask
Could you walk with me halfway?”
 
“I am new and I am lost
Would you be so kind
As to guide me through this frost?”
 
“Sure,” you say, “I’ll let you lead the way”
“Thank you, my dear”
Predator and prey
 
“I think I see my car–
Will you come with me to see?”
“Sure,” you say, “as long as it’s not far”
 
“To thank you for being so kind,
I have something for you in mind
Although not very refined”
 
“No,” you say, “but thank you, anyway
As I must be leaving now”
“But here, let me grab it, anyway”
 
Pop goes the trunk
And I grab my love
Hit her head and hear a “clunk”
 
As I place her in the trunk
And tie her arms and legs
She came to and seemed in a funk
 
“Please let me go,” she cried in dismay,
“Whatever you want–just let me go”
“No,” I say, “but thank you, anyway”