Special Delivery

I ordered her to quit mmasturbating
and send me her ppanties
first classs
Every day
I waited for the pppostman's weary step
fingers in my pocket
dreaming of her arse
I never asked her ddress size
for we had never met
but I trusted in her sighs
and I knew they'd still be wwwet
It shouldn't take so long
to receive her holy ggrail
unless some fuck has sniffed them
and ripped them from my mmail
How could fate deny me
this pleasure I most like
Imagine my fffrustration
if Royal Mail's on strike