Halloween: Time for Dirty Skeleton Poems

There’s nothing at all Jason Mraz about this, it’s just fun. (Not that Mraz isn’t fun, but I don’t want to drag his good name down with horny skeleton poetry.)

Click the naughty linky for the whole thing.

Cemetary Blues
Limbs rattling, and teeth clenched, a skeleton
wonders who he can lay down with. While
there is nothing to erect, consciousness
of sex and urges still remain in his
bones…

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