Your thighs are smooth,
Like processed cream,
Your skin is pale and fair,
You’re in the bathtub,
Under suds,
You’re washing pits and hair,
Your fingers drift,
(as fingers do),
To fiddle with your folds,
Your lips, they part,
Your eyes, they close,
Your breaths turn quick,
And you explore your cove,
What treasures lie up deep inside?
Your web cam doesn’t show,
You moan so much,
You’re splashing now,
There’s just one thing I know:
There’s nothing cooler than the Internet,
Except maybe robots.
Or pussy.
Pussy’s pretty awesome.


Driving down the highway in my shiny, speedy car,
My foot is heavy on the gas, but I’m not traveling far,
I’m surfing on the Internet, I’m passing right and left,
Click a picture of my cock and balls,
(My iPhone’s rather deft)
Now upload pic to craigslist ad,
“Deep Throat Me Till I Spew”,
I am a fit professional: here’s what I’d like to do,
I’ll come to you while I’m at lunch,
You’ll get down on your knees,
I’ll take my dick out of my pants,
Pushed through unzippered teeth,
Now suck that head!
Please work that shaft!
And when I’m going to blow,
Look at me with upturned eyes,
And that is when you’ll know,
I’m out of here in seconds, baby,
You won’t get yours from me,
But if you’re patient and you wait,
You can rub off once I drive away.