The felony of love is such a crime,
That captured, she will surely serve its dues;
Once jailed between her thighs, it will, in time,
Arouse, with subtle kisses; and amuse
Her, with such sentiments, it will affect
The languor, as a tongue finds her moist cleft;
It banks upon surrender and inspects
The lips to pillage: incautious ingress;
Hymen's jewels are looted, robbed and stolen,
So cleverly she sets a thief to catch
Enterprise that yields this woman's swollen,
Desires, only the cunning crook could match;
With spurted seed to fill her treasury:
A recompense for love of felony.
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