To
my Beloved Mokuren
From
your cuddly wuddly teddy bear, Mikoto
by
Kat
-
Excerpts from her Book of Conscience
Oh,
what a man is my Mokuren.
Who
the deuce does he think he is foolin’?
With
his laugh, do I sigh,
Exclaim
rampant “ Oh my “,
Oh,
what a darling is my Mokuren.
For
nights have I loved you, my dear.
With
you I have nothing to fear.
To
the ends of the earth,
Shall
we giggle in mirth,
Not
now! Don’t pinch at my rear!
Shrill
is the shriek of their screams.
Tonight
shall we sleep in sweet dreams,
He
is my hunny bunny,
It’s
not meant to be funny,
My
joy is ready to burst at the seams.
Exquisite
the curve of his brow.
He
refers me: his own little sow.
His
fetish for begonia,
Can
lead to Estonia,
But
I don’t care; C’mon baby, take a low bow.
His
rotwood scent wafts through the din.
How
deeply in love am I in.
Some
fun and some games,
Even
in falling rains,
How
can anyone think this is sin?
This is supposed
to be like Edward Lear’s “ Book Of nonsense “. As for included illustrations
like Lear’s… well, maybe I could give you some visual aid by describing
what sort of pictures are supposed to go with these limericks. I guess
you could try imagining a SD Mokuren and Mikoto having a tender moment
like Recca and Yanagi.
I did.
Couldn’t sleep a wink for a week.
Maybe
you could add a lot of corpses strewn randomly around and miscellaneous
torture objects protruding from the bodies or something. Well, leave it
up to your imagination. I think I’ve done enough perversions.
Hey, anyone
want to see a Mokuren and Mikoto romance?
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