I haven't been keeping up on the public board latelt, but I
just today read the latest 20 posts or so and was rather
impressed with the quantity and (caugh) quality of the
poetry that I found here. In the spirit of things, I felt
that I had to pass on some poetry that I originally located
from a friend of mine (The webpage of Archmage Hero from
Avalon, if anyone knows where this page has moved, please
message me).

The night was dark, the moon was high.
All alone, just she and I.
Her hair was soft, her eyes were blue.
I knew just what she wanted to do.
Her skin so pale, her legs so fine,
I ran my fingers down her spine.
I didn't know how, but I tried my best.
I started by placing my hands on her breasts.
I remember my pulse, my fast beating heart,
Then slowly she spread her legs apart.
And when I did it, I felt no shame.
All at once the white stuff came.
It was really quite pleasant, but all over now.
My first time ever, milking a cow.

Vae-lahoy sajeim aaleyir povmath!
-Jehr

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Glacian, in the year 241 AF.