Roses are red
Violets are blue
When I am in bed
I rub one off thinking of you
I think about your cock
And your clean shaven balls
And how you make my bed rock
Until the echo of your name reaches my halls
I think of your dick
It makes me so wet
I want you to lick
I want you to pet
I want it so fast
I want you to pound
But you want to make it last
Until I'm so weak, I can't make a sound.
