Pop, pop, pop
Goes my lollipop
As I take off
His coat, then
He lies in my
Hand, naked
Top, top, top
This he whispers
As his shiny
Pink skin
Draws me in
To the mystery
Of his taste
Flop, flop, flop
Fidget my fingers
As they stroke
His smooth stick
Which soon
Will turn sticky
Hop, hop, hop
Into my mouth
I whisper
And he surrenders
With all his glory
Don’t
Stop, stop, stop
He moans
As he melts
On my tongue
And releases
His full flavour
Drop, drop, drop
All my defences
As we succumb
To our mutual
Pleasure
And for good
Measure
I dare say,
Memories of
This treasure
Never quite
Go away
As before
Too long
When the urge
Is strong
I pop, pop, pop
Another one
And so I say
Don’t hesitate
When he’s on
Offer, proceed
To uncover
Him and never
Stop
The love
For licking
That lollipop
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