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Into Fall (Bawdy)
I have noted the equinox passes
Which takes us on into the fall
When winds might well whip young girls' asses
Once they're naked and ready; recall
How the storms will howl out after darkness
Envious of the way I have bent
You over a desk, where I mark less
Than a manic man might - I'm content
To leave you as vexed and as tearful
It's fitting for sitting when done
And there you won't grimace; look cheerful;
Don't move, for each groove on your bum
Will remind you of all you have been through
To serve and to suck; master's cock's,
The thing that you will stay true to
Through Autumn, after equinox.
Which takes us on into the fall
When winds might well whip young girls' asses
Once they're naked and ready; recall
How the storms will howl out after darkness
Envious of the way I have bent
You over a desk, where I mark less
Than a manic man might - I'm content
To leave you as vexed and as tearful
It's fitting for sitting when done
And there you won't grimace; look cheerful;
Don't move, for each groove on your bum
Will remind you of all you have been through
To serve and to suck; master's cock's,
The thing that you will stay true to
Through Autumn, after equinox.
Published 26th Sep 2015
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26th Sep 2015 7:35pm
Very excellent choice of words here. The desk was really a nice place to set an image for this poem.
