The Raunchy Haunch

“Quick smart struck onion! You metronomous fishy tail! You’ll not be taken in by me, you fraudulent legume!” I seemed to have soundly unsettled her Set her mind cross firing, flailing But it’s not such a thing to be nettled for No reason for wail and paling “Quick, smart, lush young-one! You’re melodious, pithy, hale! I’m already taken much with you; please do let me resume!” Still I unbloomered my hand and bloused it Found her skin a singin’ an’ tinglin’ Thrilled firm and brazenly arouse-ed Her dissent clearly dissemblin’ “Oh quick, start, rush lovin’! My ‘band’s a louse, gritty, stale! But he’ll not be taking long from now, or so we should assume!” That’s when I heard an unsettling foot step Eared hobnail booting scooting And so sought out the exit I 'ad free kept Flash fear foul intention mooting Quick; dark, hush, re-button! Your ‘band sussed our betrayal! I’d best be taking my leave ‘bout now, I’ll see you in no time soon!”