Please enjoy some Springtime nibbles.
You are a fun-loving, spry bunch.
Be good to yourselves, and Happy Holy Days (Easter, Passover, whatever else you celebrate in public, private, or the church's final pew -- which counts as both).
Love you.
Tuesday, April 16, 2019
EastErotica, PassovErotica, Springtime Urges
My Dear Sillies,
Please enjoy some Springtime nibbles.
You are a fun-loving, spry bunch.
Be good to yourselves, and Happy Holy Days (Easter, Passover, whatever else you celebrate in public, private, or the church's final pew -- which counts as both).
Love you.
Please enjoy some Springtime nibbles.
You are a fun-loving, spry bunch.
Be good to yourselves, and Happy Holy Days (Easter, Passover, whatever else you celebrate in public, private, or the church's final pew -- which counts as both).
Love you.
Posted by Rawknrobyn.blogspot.com
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Happy Holy Days to you too, Robin! You never fail to disappoint with your holiday erotica.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Connie. This one's an oldie but a pretty goodie.
DeleteBe well. Happy Easter week.
You have outdone yourself again, Robyn! Yowza!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Debra.
DeleteHappy Easter week.
Would it be okay if I printed this out and put it on my fridge?
ReplyDeleteYes, yes. You have my blessings. I hope your kids don't get too confused by the use of carrots and all.
DeleteHappy Easter, PTM!
Smiling broadly. Whilst fanning myself.
ReplyDeleteKeep that smile whilst finding your cool.
DeleteOh, you just make me laugh out loud, snort, and giggle. Chomp on a bunny head. Fall to the knees. With your poem in my heart, Easter's a breeze.
ReplyDeleteThanks, my friend. Mazel tov and hallelujah.
That's a great combination of the most appropriate of religious (err, irreverent) gestures, my friend. Within a poem, even.
DeleteThank you.
Eat some chocolate bunnies for me, Joanne.
Those carrot sticks aren't for bunny rabbits.
ReplyDeleteNot immature ones, at least. Wait, what am I saying? I dunno. But let's pretend I didn't say any of this. Someone hacked into my blog and posted that blasphemy.
DeleteHappy Easter, Diane.
O My Oh my, what can I say. No jelly beans for you.
ReplyDeleteThank goodness, because I much prefer the dark, hard stuff, Sandy. ;-)
DeleteTalk about Holy Week! There is now a better reason to go on your knees just as long as I can have a knee cushion
ReplyDeleteYes, protect those knees. And enjoy.
DeleteSmiles.
Happy Easter, Birgit.
I'll be right over! 😁
ReplyDeleteI'll keep the light on.
Delete=)
Happy Easter, Jono.
Chag sameach!
DeleteImpressive. Chag sameach to you, Jono.
DeleteTov m'od. (Thank you greatly/very much.)
As Confucius say, "He who fart in church, sit in own pew."
ReplyDeleteEspecially the last pew, I'd wager.
"Final pew reserved for dropping unto thy knees whenneth gas departs thine ass."
DeleteHappy Holy week my friend!!
ReplyDeleteHappy Holli Holy Days, my friend!
DeleteHa! You made me chuckle!
ReplyDeleteOh good. That's why I do this.
DeleteThank you, Kelly.
Keep chuckling.
I missed this post last week. Hope you had a happy..er, erotic...Holy Week.
ReplyDeleteThanks, LD. I hope your Easter was hopping Happy!
DeleteI'm not altogether comfortable with an erotic poem illustrated with a photo of Bernie Sanders. On another note, nice legs, Robyn!
ReplyDeleteWell thank you, Silver. I'm okay with your discomfort. That gives me less competition. He's the only man for whom I'd drop my max age requirement. Sigh. My Bernie.
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