Jack Daniels

Jack Daniels, a poem by Daryl Locke - Written Tales

I once had a lover
His name was Jack Daniels
I was obsessed with him
Addicted, but I haven’t
seen him in a while
I suppose that’s good
Like the oral sex we only had
My tongue on his tip
I wonder what he’s up to
nowadays, probably in a bar
Where I found him
As long as he’s not near me
Or in me I’ll be fine

by Daryl Locke

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