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And I start playing emo music.
I put in a tube of black lipstick...
and you get a soft kiss in the moonless night.
I put in a wildwood flower...
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And I start playing emo music.
I put in a tube of black lipstick...
and you get a soft kiss in the moonless night.
I put in a wildwood flower...
And I start playing emo music.
I put in a tube of black lipstick...
and I enjoy its heady fragrance.
I give you an appreciative smile...
and a hand clasps yours for a walk in the darkness.
I put in a sea-splashed New England cliff...
and it compares well with the White Cliffs of Dover.
I put in a small camp-fire
and, there's a group of camp-fire girls standing around it toasting marshmallows.
I put in a round of Kumbaya.
and there's three of the campers slinking of into the woods in a desperate attempt to avoid the song.
I put in a bank of mist rising from the woodland floor.
and the Campfire Girls are rendered unconscious by the miasma.
I put in a troop of Boy Scouts trained in mouth-to-mouth resuscitation...
and the Literotica Censors cut out the next bit due to underage restictions
(reset)
and the troop quickly assembles a shelter of downed tree limbs and layers of leaf litter, big enough to look after their charges.
I put in an owl, silently prowling the night for its prey...
and you get a fieldmouse, well-armed, and lying in wait...
I put in a re-balancing of nature...
and, you get a woman wearing pants taking out the trash.
I put in a trip to Mardi Gras.
and you collect more bead necklaces than any other woman walking the street that night.
I put in a little hotel room at the end of the street...
and you collect a balcony from which you can watch the crewe's as they parade past.
I put in a group of collage co-eds on the street begging for some of the bead necklaces you have.
and you sell to them a do-it-yourself kit.
I put in the Instructions
And you collect a line of bead curtains to be sold at the next Burning Man
I put in a wolf-pack stalking a carabou...
and, they aren't very hungry today and she escapes to take care of her young one.
I put in a vision of foot tracks in the snow.
and you collect a guy strrggling to find his snow blower buried in a deep drift! (sound familier?)
I put in a snowplow clearing out a mountain pass...
yes, and I never did start it up today.
and, I get to sit by the fire in the lodge house.
I put in a couple of very long sticks.
And you get a nice cozy fire, which warms your very soul.
I put in a dutch oven, simmering with a home made stew, the aroma of which fills the air...
and soon your cabin is filled with hungry strangers.
I put in a post-prandial game of Naked Twister...
And you get a cabinfull of eager gamers
I put in a big bottle of cooking oil...
and the game becomes much more interesting.
I put in a slippery mass of naked, writhing flesh...
and you get a buch of folks that can't get a foot to blue, because they're stuffed with stew!
I put in a couple of bottle of good Irish Whiskey (say, that's redundant!)
and you get, in sequence, a tumbler of Redbreast, Tullamore Dew, Old Bushmill 18 yr old, Tyrconnel, and a 12 yr old Jameson.
I put in a a rousing rendition of Rosin the Bow...
And you get a buch of drunk Irishmen (&women) singing and dancing naked in front of the fire.
I put in a knock at the door...