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Tā de zhàngfu yǒu yīge dá diăo.
Bĭshĭ tā bú chéng yīge lăo piáo,
Bĭshĭ yě bú fābiāo,
Tā gěi hěn duō kǒujiāo
Měige wăn, bāng tā fàngsōng, shuì jiào!
她的 丈夫 有 一个 大 吊。
俾使 他 不 成 一个 老嫖，
俾使 也 不发飙，
她 给 很 多口交，
每个 晚，帮 他 放松，睡觉！
Her old man’s cock’s quite huge and, because
He might otherwise stick it in whores,
She gives plenty of head,
And he fucks her instead,
Till he’s worn out and smilingly snores!
They had sex every Thursday, which suited…
She’d dressed… but his ardour rebooted…
She mildly protested
But, easily bested,
Was soon unzipped, stripped and rerooted!
He liked sex, but his sex drive was flagging;
His shrew of a wife and her nagging,
Her cold, mocking tone
Put him off, while her own
Tits and arse, all her best bits, were sagging!
She complained to the court she’d been slandered;
“He called me a slut!” she expanded.
“These days, I’m afraid,
Said the judge, “Getting laid
Quite a lot, although sluttish, is standard!”
She found sex to be fairly essential,
Her lovers short term and sequential;
Good looks, sexy voice
Didn’t dictate her choice;
A big cock was the vital credential!
A bit nympho, a trifle bipolar;
Beef, climate change, chickens, Ebola
Her malady’s source;
She was vegan, of course,
All her sex toys organic and solar!
Love betrayed! What a snake in the grass!
To be pimped! Such heartache! So low class!
Her illusions dispelled,
She danced nude, while he yelled,
“Swing your tits more, and shake your fat arse!”
Had she known what a few drinks entailed,
It might, then, perhaps have availed
To thwart his vile schemes;
Naked, drunk, it now seems
Almost certain she’ll soon have been nailed!
Between her thighs crouching may lurk a
Mad muslim, a Russian, a Turk, a
Drug fiend, and her breasts
Might be suicide vests…
God! Who knows what she’s got in her burqa?
Pussy gaping and dribbling, fresh-poked,
“Alas, ruined, poor damsel!” she joked.
“Yep, that’s it, now, I guess;
I’m a slut, more or less!
Times like this, a girl wishes she smoked!”