A Skit On the Picture For My Contest
I snook up to the window
Light was lit inside
Trying to make myself invisible
Against the wall I pressed my side
I shuffled along inch by inch
was just about to peak
When i heard someone in the room
Raised voices and a slap, felt weak
Oh my what shall i do now
Do I call the police
Can hear a lady screaming
Something about relief
Many blows were struck
Cries hard to understand
I peeped could see the man
A belt in his hand
I dialled the police
Said dont make a sound
When they arrived
Was pleased to have around
They looked through the window
Starting to laugh out loud
Just 2 nymphomaniacs
Whipping to them was allowed.
Just goes to show you
Not all is what you think
Keep your nose out of trouble
Stay chained to the kitchen sink.
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