When Natalie doesn’t deliver chapters to me in time… things get pretty “heated” (is that still hip?).
I will bother you both day and night,
Til I see a story, or chapter, in sight.
Near, far, wherever you are,
I will make sure your fingers suffer.
I am craving some more good/bad intentions,
With a mix of the sexual tensions.
Deliver my wish and all shall be forgotten,
But if not, your fate will be most rotten.
Oh look, I’m a poet and I didn’t even know it.
You know that made you smile.