With A Knick-Knack Paddywhack

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Erotic Flash  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group


With A Knick-Knack Paddywhack

Now confined to a highchair, dripping pablum. I have no scent, but the aging skin of old men. Dry socks and omens of insomnia. Perhaps it's in the plums that I gum! Waiting for my paperclips and shadows to come in. But! it's only a fool's game of an old man with a floating goiter. Now confined to a high chair, wearing bunny sleepers. Playing knick-knack paddywhack on my tummy.


Submitted: July 11, 2021

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