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No fault of mine
It's not my fault, the girl protests
It's not my fault at all
And, if I stamp my foot with zest,
I hope you'll not install
Me in your lap, for this excuse
Is hardly out of place:
It may be complex and abstruse,
But that's so you can't trace
The trail of tears all down my cheek,
After you’ve rightly spanked
My bottom, thighs and cunt, so meek,
And you've been nicely thanked;
For all efforts on my behalf,
I'll kneel and suck and please,
If tickling breath must make you laugh,
I'll know you are at ease;
And I'm restored to favour's grace,
As my excuses halt,
I know across your lap's the place
Where we determine fault
It's not my fault at all
And, if I stamp my foot with zest,
I hope you'll not install
Me in your lap, for this excuse
Is hardly out of place:
It may be complex and abstruse,
But that's so you can't trace
The trail of tears all down my cheek,
After you’ve rightly spanked
My bottom, thighs and cunt, so meek,
And you've been nicely thanked;
For all efforts on my behalf,
I'll kneel and suck and please,
If tickling breath must make you laugh,
I'll know you are at ease;
And I'm restored to favour's grace,
As my excuses halt,
I know across your lap's the place
Where we determine fault
Published 10th Jan 2015
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