- Erotic Poetry
- Your Hand Beckons
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Your hand's calling you. It's saying "Fuck me. Fuck me."
So, in your bedroom you do what comes naturally.
You're greasing your palms because it's the only way
To relieve the tension in your loins. Every day
The ritual goes on. You kick back and pull your plug.
You pound the pud and come into a coffee mug.
In the living room, on the toilet, on a bed--
It doesn't matter where you rub the little head.
You imagine some babe watching you spill your seed.
You might as well face it: Pussy is what you need.
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