She wants a young man to be her slave and I say "that's not me"
But if she sedates me and ties me up when I am sleeping
Maybe that will free me

So hot and hard, her will unyielding
Mere mention of her name is chilling
And all the pleasures of the evening
Can be measured in these patterns
But you were no help
Put that book back on the shelf

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