Venereal Venus dotes on her groom With plum-reddened nipples and a wine-dark lagoon On her high horse hunting for sport She squeezes the curd from a warbling bird
A cavalier stallion crossing a ford Bridled and saddled, pledges his word A trembling tremolo hushed but still heard In the headlong rush of the thundering herd
Slithery Venus thrives in the dream In the paramour's soul of longing and need A swim in her sea indulges the greed Of the warrior culled, like a champion steed By the bellicose belle haunting his sleep
The overfed gourmet finds the crawler inside The reptilian wriggler wears the face of his bride A succubus maggot riding the tide Espying fair game with admiring eyes
She covets the colt, squelching a cry Bores through his belly and animal hide Swallowing up his lusty thighs His brawny trunk and oversized pride
