Imagine a nun singing this to a small assembly of children, that should be kinky enough.
High-heel clad toesies,
And latex sex-kittens,
Bright rosy nipples
And tight bondage mittens.
Mummified perverts
All tied up with string,
These are a few of my favorite sins.
Harnessed girl ponies,
With tails in their booties.
Ballgags and bitgags
And collars with dogchains,
Firebreathing babes
With tattoos on their wings,
These are a few of my favorite sins.
Boys in white dresses,
With blue satin sashes,
Strapped to the cross
Taking twenty firm lashes,
Canings that go on
Until the welts sing
These are a few of my favorite sins.
When the crop bites,
When the whip stings,
When the bitch goes mad.
I simply remember my favorite sins,
And then I can feel so bad!
August 9, 2004
Poetry week was last week. Six of the best for you!
That’s the sound of music to my ears.