little freak who dares to speak <br />with such a demon's forked tongue <br />the nature of your unintelligible remarks <br />are not the least bit foreign to me as I am one <br />who knows from where you come; what with <br />your tiny fuzzy little man parts protected <br />from the mature elements of real manhood <br />by a mothers powdering of your fleshy cheeks, <br />you choose to peek out from behind… <br />her apron to stare in envy at the size of mine…. <br /> <br />2008 ©<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-fetishes-you-seek/
