Young and pretty, pert, splendidly breasted…
A man could get bloody arrested!
Goddam little tease…
Her eyes say “Fuck me please…”
Fucking ripe to be fucking molested!
Tag: under-age
Fourteen
He’d perhaps have been rather more keen,
Had the girl not been only fourteen…
He was tempted, alright
But was worried there might
Have been shit happen, all unforeseen.
Cold as charity
One must do what one can for the poor,
Said his lordship. Say, take that young whore…
One might give her some trade…
She gets fucked, she gets paid…
That she’s so young, of course, we deplore!
The qualm before the storm
Though her age was a slight technicality,
Apropos fucking’s legality,
Any such qualm
Caused no real alarm,
Just by virtue of utter banality
Too much information
Betsy’s father flew into a rage,
Not just only because of her age,
And the fact she’d had sex,
Which one sort of expects
But the fact that she’d done it on stage!
Look, don’t touch
What a joy for the lucky beholder!
A shame, such a shame, as he told her.
She might have said no…
He’d have rooted her though,
Had she been just a little bit older.
Tempting fate
He’d have rooted her, had she been older…
The little tart couldn’t be bolder!
Just standing there, nude,
Begging, like, to be screwed!
Would it hurt, though, maybe, just to hold her?
No-no
Certain no-nos should just be exempted!
She’d stripped off, which rather pre-empted
The fact of consent.
Young and sweet, heaven-sent!
Oh, indeed, he was quite sorely tempted!
Debut performance
Well-developed, though still under-aged,
Marriage mooted and well nigh engaged,
Now all gone down the gurgler,
Knocked off by some burglar,
Fiancé completely upstaged!
Jumping the gun
They were both still a bit under-aged,
But in love, in their own minds engaged!
So God wouldn’t mind, surely,
Acting impurely…
Guilt, by this, neatly assuaged.