I wanna pin you
to a wall
and snog you…
but, you’re a posh git
and I’m a trog.
Echoing coarsely
like a frog in love
I spawn my thoughts.
Another time, another place,
a gentle fancy.
Face to face
we’d smile benign.
Sliding slowly
muddy grudges
beneath a green water,
I ponder.
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