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mikeyOfGeorgia -> my newest poem (2/10/2010 10:54:52 AM)
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The Brat
i put on my innocent face
to try and hide my crime
but the tattered leather
convicted me, big time
You call out to me
In order to address
The mess You could see
And asked me to confess
i lower my head
and shuffle my feet
i sighed and said,
“i’m dead meat”
i thought i heard
You softly chuckle
Without another word
You undid Your buckle
“Now, lower your pants
And bare your cheeks.”
Without any rants
Knowing i’m in for some streaks
“I don’t understand
why you are always bad.
This takes more than my hand
so, please do not feel sad.”
i knew it was wrong
i didn’t know what to say
i knew all along
it’s bad to be this way
that’s when I felt
the first crack
of Your belt
upon my lower back
i bit my lower lip
and with a groan
the next one was on my hip
sending me to the zone
i whimper and cry
from the intense pain
but as much as i try
my escape attempt was in vain
then, the punishment is done
and my body shakes and shivers
and i knew that She had won
and i am now and always, Hers
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