T.P.
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The Prudish ModelA Poem by T.P.She thought me oh! so cleverWhen I painted nudes but neverAsked a single girl to"Take off all your clothes".She loved my quaint artistic,Yet she prove.. |
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Jazz BrushA Poem by T.P.There are sticks inside the cupSticking upRolled softly to fitMy fingersDanceAcrossVirgin Whiteexpanse. Beastly bristles stiff and dry On the ends of .. |
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Nude, pthaloA Poem by T.P.I had chased herStunning gloryShape and shadowForm and line.She escaped meTime and timeDodge and feint.Finally caught herOne dark morningWith a kiss o.. |
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