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Tenderness
She knows he won't want tenderness and yet
There do come times when there's a softer side;
Though a pet has no reason to expect
For sir to tend her gently, this divide
Matches the hours when she sleeps; so she'll miss
It all and she can wake to ruder life
That he find suits her well; He needs a piss
So it may suit him too; it may suffice
Her mouth to know it pleased him; and her throat
To swallow all the aftermath, regale
His appetites and, as a piss mop, coat
Her needs in all this liquid gold; don't fail
To swallow or lick up, before she'll show
That tender where her master's bound to go.
There do come times when there's a softer side;
Though a pet has no reason to expect
For sir to tend her gently, this divide
Matches the hours when she sleeps; so she'll miss
It all and she can wake to ruder life
That he find suits her well; He needs a piss
So it may suit him too; it may suffice
Her mouth to know it pleased him; and her throat
To swallow all the aftermath, regale
His appetites and, as a piss mop, coat
Her needs in all this liquid gold; don't fail
To swallow or lick up, before she'll show
That tender where her master's bound to go.
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