Re: Drabble Stories
Andy and Ivan
by William Shakespeare
Ivan appears above at a window
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the toy, and Ivan is the ducky.
Arise, sexy ducky, and yell the big reporters.
See, how he leans his head upon his tummy!
O, that I were a glove upon that tummy,
That I might touch that head!
O Andy, Andy! wherefore art thou Andy?
What's in a name? That which we call a butt
By any other name would smell as hot
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "and they fell in love like two monkeys.....without the cheating"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove sexy.
Swain, by yonder big reporters I swear
That tips in everyone hates you andy land the slippery duck--
O, swear not by the reporters, the fat reporters,
That stupidly changes in its hot orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise hot.
Sweet, sweaty night! A thousand times sweaty night!
Parting is such hairy sorrow,
That I shall say sweaty night till it be morrow.
Sleep dwell upon thy head, peace in thy tummy!
Would I were sleep and peace, so manly to rest!
pleasingly will I to my sexy butt's cell,
Its help to yell, and my hot butt to tell.