SHOPLIFTING MOLLIE

In the dream we were shopping
when Janet caught Mollie...

But then Janet stopped me &
explained this dread folly...

Mollie was shoplifting;
Janet called cops...

Then that moment in dreams
when everything stops -

I had to save Mollie
before Police nabbed her...

She was in the clock aisle;
I reached out & grabbed her
& pulled her to safety
before blue boys could kill her.

I told Janet bye bye;
Mollie told her to bill her.

Then we drove away
in my nifty escape car!

Even in dreams
Mollie still is the star
& the sun & the moon
& all that brings me life -

If only I liked girls;
she'd be my wife.

Even if she were only a dolly...

A life like android with a playmate
named Polly...

I'd not leave her to Beaver
or his brother Wally...

& I'd still be running
for shoplifting Mollie.


Written By Jason Wright
DECEMBER 22ND, 2001


- For Mollie Baker -
Best Friend & Soul Sister

[oh wait...that makes her sound black
or diva-esque or something...never mind]

Sister of my Soul; yeah - that's it! ;-0)

[Oh wait...that means if I liked girls & she was
my sister we'd be...ewwwwww - of course if
she were my brother that wouldn't be a problem...]

She's quite the brother.

[Oh wait...we're black to the back thing - um, er -
back to the black thing.]

For Mollie - my extremely white best friend who is
like a sister to me, although if she were my brother -

(Black or White - preferably mixed or Hispanic with
bushy black eyebrows {you know? The kind you can see.}
& an average sized cock; not too big, not too small.) -

I would SO be doing her/him.

[that's about the best I can do.]

Love Always,
Bald Jason

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