Reciprocation

“Hey, don’t think I’m not grateful… I am,”
He said. “Just… it’s like fucking a ham!
You don’t kiss me and… stuff,
It’s a fuck, fair enough,
But it seems like you don’t give a damn!”

Fauned upon

In the woods, strolling, just after dawn,
She encounters a satyr… or faun…
Those big eyes, and the hooves,
The cute horns, how he moves…
What a guy! God, she’d fuck him… if shorn!

Faun

She was ravished, right there on her lawn,
By, believe it or not, a damn faun!
Goatish legs, goatish prick,
Long and wooly and thick…
Turned her cunt inside out, red and torn!