He watched, hidden; a perfumed mist swathed
Him and her both, like sweat, as she bathed.
He did things, in his mind,
Of the nastiest kind.
She emerged, nonetheless, quite unscathed!
Tag: nasty
Coitus non interruptus
He was nasty, uncouth and corrupt,
His seduction style crude and abrupt.
What to do with such men?
Just get on with it then,
Lest some well-meaning fool interrupt!
Helping the needy
The old madam was glad to arrange,
At a premium rate of exchange,
For a man’s every need,
Out of meanness and greed,
Be it ever so nasty and strange!