Comin’ close to me she asked me:
- Mister, would you like to go
For a minute to the castle? -
You’ll enjoy a funny show!
Havin’ been surprised I followed
Such a precious mysterious girl,
Was impatient lookin’ forward
To the subject of this “whirl”…
She gave out too loud greeting
While achievin’ gloomy walls,
At the doors of ancient building
I felt nasty deathly frost…
That unpleasant awful moment
I should try to run away,
But the girl expressed great torment
Beggin’ me for a while to stay…
Dull somnambulist - it was me
When we reached an inner court,
Then she pulled me to the corner -
Like a mule was dragged through a ford…
I was gettin’ ill and drowsy,
Losin’ all the human mind,
She like rigorous “tutor-browser”
Helped me a proper way to find…
When I open my eyes - she, naked,
Sat on me, legs moved apart,
Charmin’ body demonstratin’
And preparin’ “to the start”…
Her pale skin was cold as snow,
Head was turned and bloody cheeks:
- Are you ready? Well, let’s go,
See your funny show, please!
She was a real Devil’s daughter:
Young insatiable damned horse,
Blood was pourin’ as red water -
“Prick” and “pussy” were too close…
When I “entered”, grief and sorrow
Penetrated in my brain:
I thought - never come tomorrow,
And is over life’s sweet game…
She was laughin’ at my feelings
Said abusive, coarse, rude words,
I didn’t know their true meanings,
But they hurt me like rage wasps…
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I woke up don’t know, where -
In deserted, sleepy moor,
Felt’ like wild, well-tousled bear
After Devil’s “sexy-tour”.
What it was, how could I swallow
Such a strange perfidious bait?
Why decided then to follow
(With no doubt!) that cruel maid?
Who am I, what waits me now,
Should I scare the Devil’s brand,
Which she placed onto my bowels,
On the bones of my right hand?
May be I’m about to finish,
There’s nothing even to do…
Previous night I so her image -
She’s since now my wicked doom!.. |
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