The Trouble with Tribbles

by Hot Lizard Boy

I met her at a party
Fur like a mink, but hot as a minx
An unwise pour
And that acrobatic little beastie
Turned her tricks
Until I turned her on her back
Slid in with ease
A conquering god
The Trouncer of Tribbles

Only 24 hours later
The paternity suit decided in fast-acting Tribble court
And I'm paying child support for 18 years
To 50 of the little bastards
That, my friend, is the trouble with Tribbles


Copyright © 2008 by Hot Lizard Boy

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