- Erotic Poetry
- A Ghostly Encounter
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Our marriage was great
Until the rows started
Then came spite and hate
That was when we parted
We said it was just a trial
But that was then
It only lasted a while
Before we tried again
Thanks to the ghost
He showed us the way
To him we owe the most
A debt we can't repay
You were being a brat
And I was in a flap
When he appeared, just like that
Swinging a strap
I soon got the idea
Told you "bend over the chair"
Your eyes full of fear
When I said you must be bare
The ghost smiled and clapped
You cried out and swore
As with my belt I strapped
Your bottom red and sore
After, I hugged you tight
You said you were sorry
We would never again fight
Discipline with love is the moral of this story
You bent again over the chair
We made love in a rush
But the ghost was still there
I swear he did blush
Now, whenever the ghost
Appears with a strap
Points to who deserves it the most
Time to go over a lap
It always ends with love
When we are done with discipline
Now we fit like a hand in a glove
And the ghost leaves with a grin
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