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Apr 2015
MODERN *** (AFTER 40)
There’s tramps and vamps, and subs and doms and all these crazy names, They say that *** is much more fun, when you add a little pain,
There’s clamps and cuffs and crazy stuff, and toys for him and her
There’s feathers and there’s leathers, and Hand cuffs wrapped in fur,
There’s powders, liquids, oils, creams, chocolate, fruit, and Ice
There’s **** games, that you can play with decks of cards and dice.
There’s whips and chains, and leather reins and electrical devices
Anything that you could need for all your ***** vices.
There’s groups and ropes, and sneaking gropes, and *** in public places I might try it once or twice, just to see the people’s faces.
My Last girlfriend was twenty nine, she **** near killed me dead,
and I was fearing for my very life every time we went to bed. My new girlfriend is twenty six, I'm already forty five, I'm gonna need ****** just to stay alive! But, maybe I’m just getting old, I don’t need that crazy stuff Or maybe, I just need a girl who just can’t get enough...
Written by
Carl M Spivey  McKees Rocks, PA
(McKees Rocks, PA)   
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