In my hand I did a thumping

As I fumbled and struggled

Unbutton this, unzip that why tisn’t it free - damn I hadn’t unbuckled

Then it sprang out big and proud

I wondered why I hadn’t plowed

The damsel called whore

It wouldn’t have been that hard chore

Grasping I began a pumping

Up and down with force just like humping

I thought of her mouth

Warm and inviting she had been just to my south

She could have done throat deep and sucked

Or perhaps by chance I could have done the face as puss and just fucked

It hard to understand the mysteries of my mind

There are few of my kind

Never in the here and now do stay

Always away with my mind away

And now I just have my hand

This is just not that grand

I whished I had done the humping

In her twat I could have been thumping

Deep and hard then fast and furious

In out in out it could have been injurious

Now I must make my on cum

But don’t think I’m a bum

Then my bird so noble

Came and watched me do a Chernobyl

All over I spurted

He thought me quite perverted

“Why this,” he asked “you didn’t have any luck”

I replied “I couldn’t even buy a fuck”