There are days when upon opening Fetlife
I am greeted with a bright cherry red
The smile that can be so addictive
A symbol of an equally addictive personality
They match well with another pair of smiling lips
But these lips belong to the one and only
Busty, Miss Miles if you Nasty!
Even now her words are imprinted in my mind
Much like her the little pupp
who loyally lingers on her arm
Many heartes has she touched
Many boys has she left panting after
Many a time has she watch with caring
I can still remember that one momentus day
it lives on in my heart
it was then when a girl named Kyna
Kneeled upon the grass
The one and only Busty Miles pop on in
This scared little subbie girl asked for an IM
Here she confided the caring Miles
There has been a boy
Not like the good boys whom normally lingered
This boy dared to do the forbidden.
So the wee Kyna left and came back
She asked the wise Miles what to do
should the troublesome boy or others dare
and like the Joan of Arc she spoke to her
Telling the girl should trouble Arise..
Sent up the warning flares of an IM
And justice shall be served.
Kyna had long departed but
she spoke of this tale and to this day
Should toubles arries a warning flare flies
There she comes,
Busy,
Miss Miles
If your Nasty.
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