Sunday 15 December 2013
15th December 2013
Sonnet 43
He's got this hard core porn addiction, see?
It leaves all us laydees unrespected;
He claims those downloads don't kill "I love thee" -
But I know how his brain gets directed.
It makes no odds if he's stupid or bright:
Turning on guys requires some visual show,
They're like moths dancing round the same old light:
Come back female eunuchs! (You told us so).
He says those back sac 'n' crack guys have made
Him feel insecure in cold light of day,
Their abs make him want to hide in the shade
And not compete with their power to stay...
...he swears "I can't keep it up to please thee -
It's himbos not bimbos who tease me!"
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