The Writer at Work

My desk holds my computer and I sit there every day
I try to think of what to write, what smutty thing to say.
I write about some people and the way they sixty-nine
Or how a pussy tastes or of the way it smells so fine.

I write of men who suck on cocks or take one in the ass,
I write of women who eschew a man and fuck a lass.
I write of those who masturbate with dildo or by hand,
Or those who like a midnight swim and fucking in the sand.

I’ll never write a classic tale of mystery or intrigue.
Or history of Prussia or the Hanseatic League.
Or how Jack Johnson saved his ass and threw a title fight.
Cuz though my smut will never sell, it’s lotsa fun to write.