Tanka Poem

recycling another haiku as tanka...

With each lick, I take,
Possession with each lick,
I licked it, it's mine.
Possession is nine tenths
Of law, each lick is now law.
 
recycling another haiku as tanka...

our undulating,
needful loins, lusting enjoined,
precipice goes by,
greedily you dive over,
I take your hand and follow.
 
hear, fellow poets
I've coined a new archetype
one you'll recognise
the Tanka Maid wields a whip
to punish all miscounters
 
my feet are dirty
result of wearing sandals
now get on your knees
because I did that for us
you need to worship, I'll bask
The few times I sucked on my wife's toes, they were clean after a shower. If I worship anybody's dirty feet, it will be with a bucket of soapy water and a scrub brush. :p
 
@AlinaX like this garland dude chuckled ....can we have that? he wants off with like a mild whipping... but maybe we should give him a pegging! do you know anything about that... as my general in charge of my armed forces... like bring him to heel already!
 
both edited - the sentence is now harsh instead of The Tanka Maid being harsh.
 
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