A Husband Performing His Love Duty
He lets his authorized hands slip
Round his wife’s approving hip
And her impatient skirt try to strip
And later apart just rip;
To defeat the time-wasting zip
That aims to spoil things that grip
And The Normal Man trip…
A time to her either lip
Like The Newest Wine sip
And experience a waiter’s thrills from a tip
Or a tongue that did an ice cream dip…
In shall he continue to wonders chip,
While beads of sweat from love drip:
But wisely, no aphrodisiac for his whip,
As it remains in a hurry
To the biggest favor curry:
For this is about his wife
And not an immoral life
Nor a sexually challenging knife!
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