****A poem for the submissive of furries****
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but whips and chains exite me,
tie me down and beat me up
and don't forget to bite me,
Call a friend and all his mates,
lets see how much that I can take,
make me howl and make me quake
I'm all yours make no mistake,
A poem for the subby of furries, you know who you are!
~Tyke