Hello everybody.
I thought to write a poem about the nice hours I spend with Trick. This and the MUCK inspired me to write this. I enjoy writing peoms.
Macro Company One
Do you feel
the micro underfoot,
struggling against the heel
doing what a micro should?
Do you smell
the scent of death
which, when everything goes well,
is smellable in our wrath?
Do you see
the buildings in the city
damaged by our pee
making me yiffy?
I smell and feel and see
and I always want to be
your dragon and, you could say, (online) mate
who just can't wait
to stop the lives of many more
and playing with theri blood and gore.
You make me happy!
You just look sexy!
You make me climax!
The MUCK is better than I-Max!
Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it.
Karasaph
Objects bigger than 1 foot have to be squisished and destroyed by the same.