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Jul 23, 2009
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In Uni-Sin
Watchful, wanting eyes that never wander
Hiding from anothers son; who begins to wonder
He was brought along to adventure, while stocking up on supplies
For the summers evening fun; with his favorite "Fun Guys"
Little Andy only four stands outside the closet door
Eating his ice-cream bar melting fastly away
As he must of heard our passions cry as you began to sway
From the other side of our closets door, there we were at play
You and I could never control our lust
Of or for the others touch way back when, when we sinned
Back then we always had many guest through out
Above the old movie house in that old old town
The things that went down
We were the stars always twinkling, always hanging around
We'd start the grand tour of that old place
But, somehow we always ended up face to face
And hiding there in any space, the things
That more than once and quite often had taken place
As people piled their coats about our bed and gather in
The things that were needed; we did need too
But, only one little kiss would lead us two, to
This torrid, horrid little play that I made
As you lied melting away behind our closets door
Sweet pleasure on the floor
You'd scream
I screamed, poor Andy's ice-cream... fell
From his hand and then he'd scream
We all screamed; and then there came a tapping at that door
Are you guys at it again; you guys ain't right
Could you not wait until tonight!
No! Go away we said; in uni-sin
by
Sinbad the Sailor Man
Hiding from anothers son; who begins to wonder
He was brought along to adventure, while stocking up on supplies
For the summers evening fun; with his favorite "Fun Guys"
Little Andy only four stands outside the closet door
Eating his ice-cream bar melting fastly away
As he must of heard our passions cry as you began to sway
From the other side of our closets door, there we were at play
You and I could never control our lust
Of or for the others touch way back when, when we sinned
Back then we always had many guest through out
Above the old movie house in that old old town
The things that went down
We were the stars always twinkling, always hanging around
We'd start the grand tour of that old place
But, somehow we always ended up face to face
And hiding there in any space, the things
That more than once and quite often had taken place
As people piled their coats about our bed and gather in
The things that were needed; we did need too
But, only one little kiss would lead us two, to
This torrid, horrid little play that I made
As you lied melting away behind our closets door
Sweet pleasure on the floor
You'd scream
I screamed, poor Andy's ice-cream... fell
From his hand and then he'd scream
We all screamed; and then there came a tapping at that door
Are you guys at it again; you guys ain't right
Could you not wait until tonight!
No! Go away we said; in uni-sin
by
Sinbad the Sailor Man
— Sinbadthesailorman, Jul 23, 2009
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Sinbadthesailorman
15 years 11 months ago
Do you think I should put Unison, ah Maybe