American Wolf
A fanfic by Setsumi-san
Disclaimer: Yu-gi-oh belongs to the great Kazuki Takahashi. I do not, never have, and never will plan to make any money off this poem.
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Bakura's hair's the shade of winter.
Seto Kaiba has the dough.
Marik's ginger skin ain't half bad.
Yami makes the girls swoon, "Oh!"
XXX
I can see why some girls like 'em.
I really, truly, surely can.
But the one who revs my engine
is a rugged U.S. man.
XXX
You bet your ass that I'd rob Fort Knox
if it meant that Lady Luck
would bless me with this single wish:
for one night Keith and I could fuck.
XXX
No, I'm not ashamed to say it.
Like vineyard grapes, my body's ripe.
Oh Bandit, pin me down and pound me!
Make me see those stars and stripes.
XXX
Show me what a real man's made of.
Come on babe; let's paint the town.
Be my wolf. Growl, claw, and bite me.
And when you're ready I'll go down.
XXX
You can keep your pretty pharaoh,
tomb keeper, billionaire, and thief.
The only man I'll ever care for
is the sexy Bandit Keith.
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