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Misunderstanding 1

Horrid – but she loves him

Where is my lord? What does he do?
Why is he rather cross?
I'll not be jealous, though I rue
The fact I’m at a loss:
A busy girl just has no time
To be the pleasing pet;
I hope that this master of mine
Will not, at once, forget:
He named me his and owned me well
And used me for his need;
And took this mouth, so I'd not tell
My hunger for his seed
In any orifice he'd choose
To spurt viscous reward;
Why is my master not amused,
But still so cross, my lord?

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