9 a.m.
Young man with the cards
Is happy and thick.
His character’s hard
As one’s rising prick.
Midday
This man with the whip
Is going to hunt.
His soul is deep
Like your lovely cunt.
3 p.m.
The man with a pig
Is making a mess.
His conscious is big
Like your pretty ass.
6 p.m.
The man in the white
Is straight and confirm.
He blinks in the light
Like drops of my sperm.
9 p.m.
The man with no form
Is drinking the wine.
His feelings are warm
Like bollocks of mine.
Midnight
The man’s voice is loud
He’s making the hits.
His moving is proud
As your sweety tits.
The Simple Man His ordinary day
© Copyright: Added, 2004
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