A young journalist, bullied by editors,
One step ahead of her creditors,
Now and then screwed
Men for money or food,
Not, of course, though, the worst of the predators.
Tag: screwed
Rainy day woman
Dress hitched up, down a grubby side lane,
Being screwed by some man in the rain…
So turned on, too, what’s more!
What if somebody saw?
What to do, how on earth to explain?
Fatal words
Her confession of love misconstrued,
From her words he was led to conclude
That she wouldn’t say no,
Which she didn’t, although,
If she had, she might still have been screwed!
Anthropology for beginners
Anthropologists all are agreed,
Man made cider and ale and mead
To get girls in the mood
To be taken and screwed,
Be laid claim to, to root more and breed.
Protestations of love
Well, of course, in the course of events,
She got screwed. It was pretty intense!
All his talk about love;
Well, fuck! Heavens above!
It was hard to take too much offence.
Hard done by
Being screwed wasn’t too bad, except
He was only half-hard! Jesus wept!
She’d not miss, not as such,
Her virginity much,
More her panties and bra, which he kept!
The colonialist
He’d seen Bombay, the East and West Indies,
Screwed black girls, and yellow, and Hindis,
All nice, in their way,
Best to root, though, he’d say,
Sultan’s wives, wearing naught but their bindis!
The secular sikh
Though a right proper sikh, with a turban,
He’d grown rich and gone a bit urban;
He screwed English girls,
Gave them rubies and pearls,
Loved a steak and drank beer and bourbon.
Stocks and shares
An adultress or whore, in the stocks,
Shamed and spat on by priests and their flocks,
Beaten, pelted with dung,
Would, if comely and young,
Be screwed also by sundry strange cocks!
What friends are for
She bumped into, and fucked, an old flame;
It was good fun. They laughed and she came.
Then he screwed her again.
What a prince among men!
That they’d broken up seemed such a shame!