He lived in a egg-shaped cavern

This was his idea of heaven

Married to an illustrative whore

Never made his life a bore

When all the fun was over

She’d whisper over his shoulder

Never mind the weather

Come rain or shine all I want is pleasure.

As the story unfolds

We leave another left untold

Picture this – a big fat beast

Slobbering over a midnight feast

Eat fish and pie to make you feel alright

Open wide and scream to the sky

“Don’t stop!” she said

Before she blew the top right off his head.

Leather, pleasure, steel

He licked her upon the heel

Strap-on-Sally made a brief return

Front to back, feel that burn

Relax!  Here’ the anti-climax

Keep on right to the max

Well he requested this – he ain’t fussy

Settled for a two-bit ten-a-penny hussy.

©  Keith Arthur