He had his way with the ladies

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Tonight we dine in hell! SPARTA!

He had his way with the ladies

The last Spartan,
first great man,
loving every single woman,
 that he possibly can...

with a firm but steady hand,
he whispers writhingly in ecstasy,
darling can't you see?
All I want to know is,
 will you give it up to me?

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

MichaelTierney’s Poems (34)

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