An adultress or whore, in the stocks,
Shamed and spat on by priests and their flocks,
Beaten, pelted with dung,
Would, if comely and young,
Be screwed also by sundry strange cocks!
Month: September 2014
Maiden voyage
Dashing officers, seamen to boot!
Scoundrels all, by delicious repute!
On a girl’s maiden voyage,
Fuck fingers and toyage!
She’d get herself rooted, enroute!
High stakes
Captured, ravished, and tied to the stake!
Not a fig leaf, for decency’s sake!
The flames licking her bum!
Will the cavalry come?
What damn difference, now, would it make?
An unsavoury business
English maid, by unspeakable knavery,
Sold to a Moor in white-slavery:
“What? Be a concubine?
Yours? To just bonk, you swine?
Fuck no!” she cried, with false bravery.
The Aztec maiden
To appease the gods, gruesome affairs;
Virgins’ hearts ripped out! Blood on the stairs!
“Won’t a root out the back suffice?
Fuck virgin sacrifice!”
Begs the next. “Fuck me! Who cares?”
Gnawing suspicion
Caught by cannibals, stuffed in a pot!
Beating drums! God! This water’s damn hot!
Trussed up, totally nude!
Poked and pricked while she’s stewed!
Is that Tarzan chap coming or not?
Not your average Hollywood ending
Naked, tied to a log, the big blade
Roaring closer! [Zoom in: wide eyes]. [Fade].
[Woodchips] [Circular saw].
She screams! [Blood spatter] [Gore].
Next week: Saved! Hero roots her. Fair trade.
Blood on the tracks
Naked, tied to the railway track
Crazy, weird, sick male pay-back!
The trains coming! Toot ! Toot!
Dead, for lack of a root!
No! The hero’s arrived! Bam! Pow! Whack!
GST
“Have a drink! Don’t be nervous, relax!
It’s OK, you can perv to the max!
That’s what titties are for! …
Fucking’s two hundred more,
Plus, of course, goods and services tax.”
Gentleman Jack
Quite the dandy, effete, champagne sipper,
By night, he became Jack the Ripper;
Gas-light, a dark street,
The first girl that he’d meet
Ravished, stabbed, slit and splayed like a kipper.