PaD 17.66: I Love My Package!

The final prose for today, this one... Well, read it twice. You'll probably get two different ideas for what's going on. If not, well... You missed out on the fun then! Imagine it like those crazy 3d image thingies, where you look at it, and if you look JUST right then the 3d image jumps out of the weird swirlies. As a little tidbit, the email I use for this - A Schooner Is a Sailboat - is based off of one of those! Anyone who hasn't seen Mallrats must do so immediately, and yes, by reading that sentence you have indeed agreed to do so! Hope you've got Netflix!

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I LOVE MY PACKAGE

I found out I was receiving my package today,

I was so elated, I didn't know what to say.

I couldn't wait to get my hands on my package,

Just get to work with some major ransackage.

So I ripped it open and grabbed what was inside,

The pleasure it created was more than I could hide.

In fact, the cry of joy was like an irresistible hook,

For suddenly everyone around had to come and take a look.

By now, all sorts of people were standing around,

Taking turns looking, making “ooh” and “aah” sounds.

And I know this may come across with a little conceit,

But it seemed no one could get enough of my treat.

Many even whispered in my ear as they gave me an embrace,

Telling me just how much they'd like to get a little taste.

But I said with a smile that there was plenty for them all,

And I gave each one some, their moans a siren's call.

Each one left once they were good and satisfied,

So that soon there was no one left by my side.

I sat down, just me in my package, in pure bliss

Inside, my wonderful raspberry chocolatey goodness.