NAUGHTY MEN
by monica king
(iCKLEFORD, HERTS, UK)
Oh how I wish i was a fly,
so on my loved one, I could spy....
and when he says he's with the boys,
and really with his blonde, young, toys....
I'd stand on something really grim....
and land, feet first, on top of him.
MONICA KING
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