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LiteroticOK Corral
  Genesh vs. Simon

Life is ever chaotic
Even here on literotic
The gentle Ganesh was driven to rehearse
Against the Simon Cowel of verse
Simon arrived with his dic
Tionary cocked, ready to make bad
Ganesh, accompanied by gorgeous sari clad
maidens threw the first card at the invisible
    who we assumed was a whiteneck intellectual
Surprise, turned out to be a green ineffectual
 alien or someone who swam across the Rio Grand
caught in the algae band
I was ready to cheer for Simm
who began to speak 3rd rich rhyme
     Words flew like tong hatchets
     Verbs disintegrated  
     Flinging words bounced off
          white trash cans
     Separating the feuding giants rants
In moments both were exhausted
Ganush was getting ready to do the Indian rope trick
Simm pushed him back
Started climbing the rope
Disappeared into the clouds black
Was he a God returning to heaven?
Or just seeking an exit?
Ganesh turned to the maidens, distracted,
     naked bodies in transparent saris,
Abandoned the locution
     started flirting with a Mata Hari
This wide assed river maiden
 washed clean of henna was Mrs. Simon!
Genush, ever erect,
Quickly mounted her impregnating her with triplets
 As his copious ejaculate ran down her thighs, Genush, ever the gentleman said,
"May I offer you a Cowel?"
At that moment, as if on cue,
Simon climbed down from the cloud,  
Grabbed his wife  
Disappeared into the darkness

Of course Ganesh won visitation rights and now they are one happy family but the diaper bill is enormous