Wall-to-wall women, a dream I often have
Not complaining, but it may be overdone a wee tad
Lying here on the floor
Screaming, “please, no more”
But the gaiety in my voice betrays me, lying unclad
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2020
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