The neck rope

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I know it’s sick it has been said

My perversions is nothing good

Its only woman who are dead

That ever gives me wood

 My fetish is particular

Not easy to appease

No decomposing lovers

Only recently deceased

Take this damsel here right now

The one I’m copulating with

I snapped the vertebra in half

We sexed like two rabbits

Though I find it hard to focus

With her children in the corner

It is a little hot

To hear them crying as I bone her

Don’t even think of scolding

They won’t share their mother’s fate

I have my ethics too

I’m not into…jail bate

Pedophilia is just plain wrong

Plus I find it rather crude

To have relations with a kid

 Besides, I never play with food.

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