By writhing tentacles and many an undulating polyp
By tumescent barbed mating probe’s hot moist grip
And your panting, mewing little cries
And the lust-craze blazing in your eyes
I can see you’re on the make
Next time, monster, I’ll bring cake— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) November 13, 2019
And so in two bites the eager princess came to naught
For ’twas by a hungry and not lusty dragon she got caught— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) November 14, 2019
He cast a spell of which most wizards can only dream
And so exploded—but died (albeit for but an instant) The Mage Supreme— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) November 15, 2019