Of fate and fury
behind blundered blurry
down the trodden plight
to night
will be one of fancy fine
feasts set with the best wine
dance my young fertile
friend for it will not last a long while
don’t fret
but place your bet
on the previous past lives
that’s how they got their wives
its time to grow and become a man
set the pace and take it, you can
implant yourself deep inside
let it ride
yes, finally the scene is set
now the women are left in debt.
Nov 1, 2011
Nov 1, 2011 at 9:44 PM UTC
Of fate and fury
behind blundered blurry
down the trodden plight
to night
will be one of fancy fine
feasts set with the best wine
dance my young fertile
friend for it will not last a long while
don’t fret
but place your bet
on the previous past lives
that’s how they got their wives
its time to grow and become a man
set the pace and take it, you can
implant yourself deep inside
let it ride
yes, finally the scene is set
now the women are left in debt.
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