by Hot Lizard Boy

Chase you, my mistress, as I might
You flee from me
Your mighty pseudopod carries you winged as Artemis
But the mucus in your wake reveals the hiding place
My darling, I lack perspicacity in the ways of love,
Your sexes are interchangeable, I know
But I wonder if you are not placing too high a value on chastity
I fear that my humanity repels you

Copyright 1999 by Hot Lizard Boy

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