Discards

Desperate measures, no pain no gain.
At your leisure but(t) no pain no gain.
Repent at leisure but(t) no pain no gain.
A knowing smile betrays her thoughts:
A knowing smile betrays Peggy’s thoughts:
A knowing smile betrays lurid thoughts:
Formal smiles hiding lurid thoughts:
Prim/Stiff conversation maskin’/hidin’ lurid thoughts:
bruised and battered full contact sport.
Loose cannon fodder for her full contact sport.
(I’m her) loose cannon fodder she’s my full contact sport.
loose cannon fodder, full contact sport.

Call me queer I don’t care what ya think.
Nowt’s as queer as folk doncha think?
She’s a pro, (mmmm) in full command:
She’s a pro, my wish her command:
Take it like a man, think of England.
Close my eyes think of Eng(er)land.

Who’s that screamin’ God save our souls!?
Strapped down tight, on a white knuckle ride.
Prone and prostrate a white knuckle ride.
Prone and prostrate ready to defile:

You like? You like? You like!
Round one in a fist-fight.
One-sided bare fist-fight.
Her fists ain’t there to fight.
Bare fists ain’t there to fight.
Her fists ain’t bared to fight.
Her fists bared, clenched ‘n’ white.
Her fists bared for a fight.
Her smooth fists bared clenched tight.
This can not last all night!
There is no end in sight.
Might be a real long night!
Tonight’s
Night of the real long knives!
(but(t)) she ‘n me ain’t thru (Peggy Peggy (Peggy) Sue)
Is this not a crime?

Ain’t level peggin’ when she’s peggin’ for you:
Prone and prostrate: Flat on your back.
Ain’t nothin’ she don’t like about that.
Smilin’ evil till she’s satisfied.
hold the line ‘cos she’s Peggy Sue.
She’ll knock you down a peg or two,


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