Jurass1ck

Wait until dark, Rap nails on bark, Back against the pine. His shoes snap sticks, As he comes for his fix, Hoping I’ll show a sign. I rise on my toes, And wiggle my nose, To keep his dreams in line. Peck his cheek, Watch his knees go weak, And clasp his hand in mine. My back to the moon, Ears will show soon, This place should do just fine. I flourish my tails, Grin as he wails, Then counts on his knuckles to nine. Press finger to lip, Let a wink slip, And swiftly snap his spine.