Those Little Devils
In the company of little devils
Forever dressed to kill
And us men fall for these creatures
Hoping our sexual greed fill.
These devils, though little, are risky
With exposed bodies in our faces;
Nonetheless, praise be for their efforts
Always situated in the right places.
Without their warm and tender passion
We men become unfulfilled;
Our sexual apathy loses its grip
And ****ing is well and truly killed.
Once the little devils turn to little angels
Accepting the equality of sexual delights
For the sake of our cravings and theirs
If mismatched, we face inexorable heights.
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