Arrested (Round Ten)
Now, you have the right to remain hand cuffed,
With each arm on each side of the bed post,
Unable to get away from a host,
Who has already searched you in the buff.
You also have the right to take it rough,
Since this is the way that I give it most,
While jerking your body from coast to coast,
Tenderizing something that was once tough.
If you scream, it will be used against you,
As I violate you with my night stick,
Pounding your flesh, making it black and blue,
Which is a habit that I can not kick.
These are the rights that you already knew,
So, now, you have the right to take your pick.
Copyright © Dakarai Cobb | Year Posted 2010
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