Poem

Anne Shimura

02.12.2019

Introduction:
Anne Shimura
A pretty girl of Japanese descent
Was standing next to me in line at lunch.
I talked to her and asked her for a date,
Which soon led to another one, and so
We passed from kisses on to roving hands
Sliding inside the clothing, then to lips
Upon the parts kept normally concealed,
On to a blanket on one warm spring night.
And there her Japanese cherry was plucked,
And her desire began to blossom forth.
Her body, small in size, was large in lust.
She grew to love my holding her in air,
Impaling her upon my spike of flesh,
Until her juices ran down over me.

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2014-10-03 14:25:08

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2013-03-01 17:42:24

When the cherry trees of Washington have awoken,
to me your poem has already spoken.
I hope that one other has such a fling,
because I would certainly enjoy this spring!

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2012-09-09 07:56:33

When 1st graders were asked to chose shtimoeng to present at their PTA program, most children in my daughter’s class chose nursery rhymes or simple songs. My daughter recited The Spider and the Fly, a lengthy poem by Mary Howitt. It is only one of the dozens that her grandfather quoted from memory so often that she also had it memorized. Interestingly, his repertoire of poems is always accompanied by appropriate application to children’s lives and the grandchildren have learned both the poems and their meanings.

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