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The Work Wheel

As I step away from the window
Whether it be TV, computer, or a structure’s glass
I close my eyes and imagine an ass
It could be the animal, the donkey or mule
But usually its the crass one that makes me drool
And yes, it’s a sexual fantasy
But it makes me laugh since I’m human, see?
Even if someone is mooning me in disgust
It’s still a tease of some kind of lust
Butt to be so brave to bear so much
I can’t help but laugh as I forget my lunch
But I see that the window as well as imagination
Seems to be only a perverted infatuation
Because they’re both rather stagnant activities
Masterbating in all the possibilities
Instead of just working towards our own success
We stall in entertainment while our lives are a mess

About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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