She’d expected some pain, and some bleeding,
From Mother’s vague hints, and her reading,
But sucking his dick!
And it fair made her sick…
Can’t he bloody get on with the breeding?
Tag: wedding night
Poor Agnes
On her wedding night, poor Agnes wept.
The whole day had been lovely, except…
When, at last, they’d undressed,
Though he did do his best,
The damn man was bloody inept!
Bad dream
As a girl how she’d longingly dreamed
Of her wedding night, flirted and schemed.
Now a bride! At long last!
He undressed… but aghast
At the sight of his penis, she screamed!