Saturday, October 4, 2008

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My lover whips off his trousers,
my eyes open wider,
hot steam rises....
I lick my lips,
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Neil Marsden 15 October 2008

Super name, terrific proifile, fantastic poem! You are a very talented writer and your style is a breath of fresh air to poetry in general and in person to me - love it! Neil M.

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C H Sund 10 October 2008

I iron mine too but I must remember next time to do it in the company of my wife! lol Another fun read with a twist.

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Sarvesh Kulkarni 10 October 2008

Amazing. I never thought anyone could put such humour in poems. Thanks.

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I love your sense of humour.good comparison with the bamboo-very erotic-but i hate ironing so i leave the chores to my hubby-I finally got him house trained even though he was stubborn at first.-I'm just kidding! ! ! ! ! Your poems are a real surprise.Keep writing the funny stuff.

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Janice Windle 04 October 2008

This is great, Vanish! You put into words what all of us feel about ironing - and about lovers - brilliant! He sounds too good to be true! If he becomes available, please let me be the first to be told - he could help me out perhaps...

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