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Fun And Games

Elderly banker Anthony
Was shielding of his fantasy
He dreamt of lady lycanthropy
Of meetings with midnight malady

And dinner lady Dee
Craves wood not from a tree
Not swung and struck to tee
But from teen unto her knee

There’s lonely stripper Pippa
Long jaded by the tippers
Awaits chivalry and slippers
A prince and little nippers

Then there’s Ben big spender
With agendas far from tender
Pays ladies lathered in leather
Whose wife plays great pretender

But little boy Tim
Built awkward and thin,
Saw nothing of note
Knew nothing of sin

His eager teacher
A previous preacher
Concealed in his coat
A nocturnal creeper

For he had a need
Of darker breed
And out on the gallows
His conscience would bleed

A lecherous mind
One day Tim would find
Hid out in shadows
Of his garden behind

Boy no more Tim
Now all fully grown
Keeps much to himself
And lives all alone

And out in the garden
To the rear of the home
Lies quiet and still
A teacher atoned

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