“Look”, he said. “Darling don’t take offence…
It just comes down to dollars and cents.
Better just to fuck whores,
And not marry, because
Children, schooling… All needless expense!”
Tag: marriage
Consummation
A week now since their making of vows…
She’s done all that good breeding allows…
Lain down naked beside him…
Good lord! Must she ride him?
The man’s such a pain to arouse!
The queen and the peasant
The queen eyed off the handsome young vassal.
The king’s cock hung limp as a tassel…
A sham of a marriage…
She called “Stop the carriage!
Guard! Fetch this man up to the castle!
Opportunity cost
Still a virgin, so much to consider;
To marry the damn highest bidder?
Sulk, grumble and cry?
Or just fuck some fool guy…
(Which she did… for what damn good it did ‘er!)
Angling
In her quest for a suitable mate,
To a certain extent, it’s just fate.
She may hope, she might wish
That she’ll catch the right fish;
Tits and pussy, of course are good bait!
Marital bliss
Being married, mate, sex is on tap,
His mate said. Lunchtime root, then a nap!
Or, you’re havin’ a drink,
And she’s there, at the sink,
Just say “Oi! Suck my cock, love!” SNAP! SNAP!
For better or for worse
Lucy’s husband, Fred, whom she adored,
Was a man e’er so tragically flawed.
While she cooked, cleaned and bred,
Kept him warm, nights, in bed,
The louse gambled, drank beer and whored!
Mitigation
“”Yes, I promised to love and obey…
And I wouldn’t have fucked him. No way!
It was just some damn bloke!”
She said. “Kind of a joke…
And I just sucked his cock, like. Okay?”
The compromise
Though their marriage was fairly robust,
Lots of sex, (but not very much lust),
They both turned a blind eye
To stray roots, the odd lie,
As one might, to save pain, and so must.
The house-keeper
A cold fish? Or just dull? Man or mouse?
Still she’d snare him, feign love, be his spouse.
He’d fall into her arms,
Fool… succumb to her charms!
And he came with a very nice house.