He did and it was heavenly, <br />but then she said she had to pee, <br />retreat he yelled, the felon heard, <br />and to the dunny went the bird. <br />Quite eager when she hurried back <br />he found with ease her slippery track, <br />and sliding slowly was pure bliss, <br />if you don't know it, yes it IS! <br />They vacillated, first everting <br />then the reverse and, due to spurting <br />he rested some, though in the den <br />while she would slowly count to ten. <br />Awake, to arms, a soldier's battle, <br />and soon there'll be a tale to tattle, <br />this time he reached right to the end <br />and pressed the button that said SEND. <br />For fun and since it feels like heaven <br />they turned, configured to eleven, <br />much tighter and in slower motion, <br />but with identical devotion. <br />The night was young and in the morn <br />they were all smiles, with nothing torn.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/night-games/
