Why, I do simply adore <br />delicious dirty language <br />delivered without dressing <br />coarse and unashamed <br /> <br />I adore elocution expert <br />riling 'sounding tone for timber <br />salivant 'lascivious for the falling <br />riling ravishing raconteur <br /> <br />Master Orator <br /> <br />Why, I like girls with glasses and garters <br />lingerie lending lascivious language <br />intentioning rendering luscious <br />lavender <br />livid lexiconjoury vivid <br /> <br />fine silk lacing for debasing <br />delicate dialectics directing me <br /> <br />see? <br /> <br />As she would be, would be <br />not too demure to play dress-up <br />while pressing, dressing me down <br />administering discipline requisite <br />inciting inflections' affections exquisite <br /> <br />She would love French and physics <br />with Cabbalistic acrostics <br />oil paint poison for alchemist <br />with butterfly ballerina acrobatics <br /> <br />but she must be well spoken, sincere <br />else fall deaf 'pon mine aching arching ears <br /> <br />She must keep her poet panting <br />tongue in ear massaging <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />copyright R. Resh 2007<br /><br />Randy Resh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dirty-language/
