If
I were
To
Marry you
And
There’s
Every chance
I might
I would expect
Devotion
No
Headache
Late at night
And
Just in case
You
Are
Unaware
Let me
Make it
Clear
I would
Demand
Civility
No
Back word
Glare
Or
Sneer
I would require
Domesticity
A home
Needs
A woman’s touch
Don’t fuss
Or
Bother me,
I
Wouldn’t like that
Very much
And
In the evening
Please be dressed
I simply
Abhor a slob
After all
I have a
Reputation
To uphold
You
Must see
My dear
Its
Very clear
Mine’s
An important
Sort of job
Oh…
And
At weekends
After golf
When I stand
Before the
Fire
Don’t
Tire me
With your prattle
With
What might
Have filled your
Day
Instead
Lay down
Your
Sweet
Sweet
Head
Soft
Upon our marriage
Bed
And wait
Wait
Until
You hear
Your lord and master
Drawing near
My tread fall
Light
Upon the stair
And
Then
And only then
Let me have
The best of you
Naked
Rampant
The zest of you
And
We will splay
All
Inhibition bare
You will
Suck me
Fuck me
I
Don’t care
Then
Let me have
My rest
And
I will take you
First thing
In the morning
For that’s
When I’m
At
My best
So then…
My goodly wife to be
If
You play
The wanton whore
Set
My heart
Beating like a drum
Then
I can
Safely say
‘Pon your birthday
Once
A year
I
Might
Let you cum
