Sonnet:A Clit's Complaint

A Clit's Complaint
by John Boase
© 2000

Oh shit, she's got that heavy-handed bum!
I'd recognise his finger anywhere!
He doesn't stroke, he mauls! How CAN I come?
It's totally unreasonable, unfair!
'TOO HARD!!!' That kind of treatment lust subdues,
This bastard's lack of expertise confounds;
'FOR FUCK'S SAKE TREAT ME GENTLY OR I'LL BRUISE!!!'
It's worse by far than going fifteen rounds.
'GET ON WITH IT! GET IN, YOU S.O.B!'
I've had about as much as I can take;
He's into frantic mode, the heat's off me,
Hereafter I'm on strike, the bitch can fake!
My raison d'etre is to bring delight,
I'll do so handsomely if treated right.