Thursday, May 01, 2008
oh, joy!
You fuck me every morning, 5 days a week.
I don’t know how you do it, but you do.
Every night, before we sleep, I hold you in my hands. I push the right buttons, and it turns you on.
Side by side we retire for the night. As I doze off, I am lulled by the rhythmic beat of your heart.
I go to bed assured that you will be there for me in the morning.
Despite all that, I hate how you screw me in the mornings. Can’t you understand that it’s rude to wake me up from my slumber for your moments of pleasure?
I roll around for a bit, groaning and moaning at all the attention you are showering me.
Well, you little piece of shit – surprise, surprise! I won’t be needing you tomorrow.
I don’t know how you do it, but you do.
Every night, before we sleep, I hold you in my hands. I push the right buttons, and it turns you on.
Side by side we retire for the night. As I doze off, I am lulled by the rhythmic beat of your heart.
I go to bed assured that you will be there for me in the morning.
Despite all that, I hate how you screw me in the mornings. Can’t you understand that it’s rude to wake me up from my slumber for your moments of pleasure?
I roll around for a bit, groaning and moaning at all the attention you are showering me.
Well, you little piece of shit – surprise, surprise! I won’t be needing you tomorrow.
Happy Labour’s Day people!
Posted by Doreen at 1:22 am
