I ONCE HAD A DEAR

I
once
had
a dear
whose forehead
would make Gervinho’s
shrink
and slink away
in awe
whose front
teeth
were only this
short
of Ronaldinho
skewed
this short
whose bottom
was dune-free
desert
plateaued
from the get-go
still is
whose breasts
were but slight
bumps
on
a good road
just to slow
your progress
a trifle
nothing major
you
could even
fly over
if you’re fast
enough
whose stomach
would house
a child of three
with quarters
to spare
a
six-month
foetus

Her kisses
were pinpoint
lessons to cats
in the art
of slurping
breakfast
I swear
her
orgasming
once wrecked
a small Japanese
village.

Well maybe
her face
well made up
for her aw
(kwardness)
esomeness.
My dear
for a week
however
she still was
because
she was good
at it
at least
till I got
tired
of her
entirely
needless
cruel
wanton
destructions
of small Japanese
villages.

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