an ode to the wanker-spanker.

an ode to the wanker-spanker.

geordie was a horny boy,
he was a wanker.
with his free time he played with toys,
he was a spanker.

spanking all the girls he saw,
up in his head.
spanking made the ice cubes thaw,
down in his bed.

wanking and spanking the nights away,
geordie got into trouble with mrs. gray,
for mrs. gray caught him in her loft,
wanking away til his knob grew soft.

she caned him hard without reprieve,
he laughed with glee.
he had never ever had received,
such luxury.

"the sickness has seduced the boy!",
or so she thought.
she stopped spanking him with toys,
he was distraught.

geordie was a twisted boy,
he was perverse.
by eighteen he had fulfilled,
the mighty curse.

he was caught with his pants down,
in midstride.
trying to molest a cow,
he tried to ride.

when asked why he did such deeds,
he only said,
"i tried my best on parakeets,"
"they only bled".

"i used to wank and spank with glee",
"'most everday",
"i opted for beastality",
"...blame mrs. gray".