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.
Tag: roots
Wild West 4
They were outlaws, bad men in cahoots…
They robbed banks and divided the fruits
Of their illegal labours,
The wealth of their neighbours…
Their wives, daughters, any stray roots.
Roots
Just a woman in search of her roots,
Black, brown, brindle, she gave not two hoots.
Big or small, short or tall,
She’d root one, she’d root all,
Men in overalls, grass skirts or suits.
Getting off, getting on
Getting older, good roots ever fewer,
Loose women more hard to procure,
For kinkier thrills,
Not to waste the blue pills,
He booked two girls most nights, to be sure!