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Picnicing

Oh Darling Sekuleur-
You are the pudding to my cup.
My dessert is a dull crust of toast
Without you by my side to sup.
I am in love though outwardly grossed.
How I adore watching you mounch
And slup thick pumpkin soup
While gorging yourself 'pon mutton chops.
What gorgeous manners have you with food!
And sweetly, I lift a cloth
To your thin, sable beard.
Thus I wipe away the foam and froth
That your healthy appetite hath smear'd.
Sekuleur-
You alone can quench my thirst.
With your breath stained and hot
The pouches of your cheeks swell and burst.
I would be satisfied but for a draught.
We are, my lovely, a flavorful couple
Such as jelly and peanut cream.
For you I would have every meal doubled
If only t'would help to keep you lean.





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