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Untitled Love Poem

by Grant Bailie

He fucked her twice in effigy
And once more just for fun
She fucked him at the start of Spring
And thrice when Spring was done
He fucked her last to say goodbye
But fucked her then again
She fucked him when the moon was high
Or if she had a yen
He fucked her ‘cause she had a hole
And he, he had a peg
She fucked him for a thing to do
Or just to time an egg