Smut Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Smut!
Isn't that what you want?
But you wish to be discreet about it.
You don't want it like the others...
Those who take and keep it.
And parade it while they flaunt.

You like your smut in secret.
In sighs you'd rather moan,
Stroking under sneaky sheets!
And not doing that alone.
You like your smut...
Down low and dirty.
Wishing to keep this your private treat!

That's understood.
But pretending you're self righteous about it.
Does no one any good.
Because when it is banned...
You'll be the first thirsting.
And taking matters into your own hands!