Hyphenated

He was crude, he blasphemed; she was shocked,
Yet, somehow, in a trice, was un-frocked,
And un-bra-ed and un-knickered,
Sweet-talked, and hard liquored,
Deflowered, and gone off half-cocked!

The price

He dismissed both the butler and maid,
And he pulled down the living-room shade.
He said “Sit by the fire.
Come, lift your skirt higher.
You know, dear, how well you’ll be paid!”

Vacancy

The young soldier checked into his billet…
Madame knew her way round a skillet…
“There’s also”, she said
“A warm place in my bed,
By the way, if you wanted to fill it.”

Pussy

The poor boy, he just looks so forlorn…
Someone murdered his cat, you’d have sworn!
She’ll seduce him, poor dear…
One fuck, it’s small beer…
Or many… she’s his until dawn!