Hindered&Hello

[Horsehead]

Hindered&Hello

Who can say what heavens hover
In summer's glistening knife?
Harems above me delight in my glance,
For I see up their skirmish in flight!
Haggleing hordes of damnate in stress,
Crowned in cringing covet,
What fervor alures the hamstrung mistress
From her nordic frenzies?

Herds of harems crane their wiles,
And make seen their buxom ness,

By what hand are you made?
What yield of heaven, I say?
Harem you are in yourself
---Erik Streightoff

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[Horsehead]

The Wolf in the Winter Months

Say to me what you will, my mistress,
I turn my cheek,
And I dare you to slap my face!
I wear that hand more proudly,
Than a king his friendly seal!

How proud you make me this day,
When you rob me of your kisses!
I do kiss the mantle as I leave,
And for a moment
Prefer this strange custom!
And blessing your door, and blessing your step,
twice have I invited jest!

How limber in the morning,
With prowess by the noon,
I walk on fours in moonlight,
I'll be back before too soon,

---E. Streightoff

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[Horsehead]

The Scoundrel

Leaping through the noose,
I brag before I land,
However long the lawyer's arm,
It's got an empty hand!
O I could build a castle,
Of the quickest sinking sand,
And what a proper mote,
I can't be rhepremand