UnPoetia/Selected poem

Whose house this is I think I know.

She works down in the village, though.

She will not see me hiding here,

To watch her give a private show.

I know my wife would think it rank,

To hear about this monkey spank,

But in this joy I must partake.

I still require my daily wank.

She gives her ample breasts a shake,

And in my pants I feel an ache,

So to my lust I do succumb,

And free the prisoned garter snake.

I gaze upon her unclothed bum,

And wish, dear Lord, I could have some,

Oh Mrs. Woods you make me cum!

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