Xantham
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- May 23, 2001
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Baroque? How about Shakespearian?
Elizabeth, whose fair lips did to glisten
With drops of lover's dew; drew back her head.
The turgid member thence released did droop:
Strength gone, poured out upon the waiting visage,
Scarlet-hued tresses and bespeckled bosum.
Sir Robert smiled, an ancient old refrain
Came to his mind and he began to sing.
"Sittest upon my face and Tell'st me that Thou
Lovest me..."
Elizabeth, whose fair lips did to glisten
With drops of lover's dew; drew back her head.
The turgid member thence released did droop:
Strength gone, poured out upon the waiting visage,
Scarlet-hued tresses and bespeckled bosum.
Sir Robert smiled, an ancient old refrain
Came to his mind and he began to sing.
"Sittest upon my face and Tell'st me that Thou
Lovest me..."