Might things not be at all as they seem?
Might it be a nefarious scheme
To seduce her, she thought,
And if so, then she ought
To do something perhaps. Maybe scream?
Tag: seduction
Begging the question
All the flowers, the sweet little rhyme,
Was his courtship charade, mere mime?
Did he truly intend
They be wed in the end,
Or was fucking him wasting her time?
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.
German crumpet
A young jewess once tried to inveigle
Dull Georg Wilhelm Friedrich damn Hegel,
(Wink. Come on upstairs!)
Into sampling her wares;
Come on Georg, have a bit of my bagel!
Victim of circumstances
She’d got into this fix inexplicably.
Yes, he’d behaved quite despicably;
Nevertheless,
What a godawful mess,
Being fucked, it would seem, inextricably!
Water under the bridge
She’d not taken too much to convince.
He’d pull out, she’d just have a quick rinse.
It seemed simple enough.
Poor girl, well up the duff,
And no sign of the bloke, of course, since!
Can’t buy me love
Though he plied her with sweetmeats and liquors,
Bought presents, (he left on the stickers),
A major campaign,
Caviar and champagne,
He still never got into her knickers!
As soon be hung for a sheep as a lamb
He’d undone every last lace and button,
In haste, quite the sexual glutton!
Her dress fell away;
Naked flesh on display …
Lovely wench! She’d been lamb dressed as mutton!
All foreplay
She got naked, got down on all fours.
“Why you doin’ that girl?” “Just because …
Shit! I’m horny as hell!
And just so you can tell…
Anytime, any which way, I’m yours!”
The root of all evil
He could pay for sex, being quite wealthy,
But chose to be furtive and stealthy;
Not gifts and seduction,
But drugs, threats, abduction,
To fuck girls strange ways, and unhealthy.